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Love: Underexpressed
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Love: Underexpressed |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704
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~For J~ Strange, balmy love rises like slow steam. There is something tender here, something previously misused. The things I’ve claimed to comprehend are scrambled and all my theories and wise mouthing-offs have been exposed. What do I know? I understand the curling smile I wear night after night - diminishing into sleep. You read to me, sometimes. Late last night, it was ‘Listen to the Warm,' prophetic and voice-warmed. At times, the words ('‘I wonder when I will see you again") bled into unsemantic lineage and I nearly slept, holding you on the phone, yet sometimes my eyes opened and I'd say 'do you know dear that this is us?' It doesn’t matter, because I know you will feed the lines to me again and I might find the answers then. I understand this love as papery and how it might rip, uncontrollable. The memory of you near me, your taste and heartbreaking male beauty only come closer through the pulsing days. Distance isn’t my propeller, no, it pushes me away and into a strengthening wait. I remember the words 'I love you' were once so banal, now they signify expression of the feathery ease I carry daily - lightly. Have I found the words? Perhaps such strange soft-love is beyond boxing into phrases I load weightily, and assign a concrete form of recognition. ‘I’ve never felt this way before’ is manipulative yet – head-shakingly – I confess it. I’m flayed: by need, by the irritation of space, in the almost-hurting method of waking every morning with your name on my mouth. Essayed, this is not enough. Perhaps it will take skin and shared rooms and face-to-face again. Perhaps then I'll say 'what do I know?' and you will have the answers. **Quote from Rod Mckuen's poem 'Listen to the Warm' [This message has been edited by Severn (edited 06-13-2001).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"you will feed the lines to me again and I might find the answers then." --- we need a dancing smiley for lines like these! |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Oh Kamla ... so much wonderful phrasing throughout this tender exploration of feelings, a beautiful and flowing read, much enjoyed!  Best wishes, /Kit |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kamla~ 'Distance isn’t my propeller, no, it pushes me away and into a strengthening wait.' Hovering in love ... I enjoy the mere thought ! *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Well, Kamla, in a state of speechlessness hehe, all I can say is, this is absolutely beautiful, simply stunning. Maree |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Very nice! I Don't know what to say about this....it struck me in a way few things do...and I am taken with it..... |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
simple beautifully piece....great lines you've penned here...love it. Charisma |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This is a wonderful write of the heart...and encapsulates all that one would want to say.... |
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JLR Senior Member
since 2001-02-04
Posts 1785 |
The image of reading someone to sleep even over the phone...so comforting. Very real. Enjoyed! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I confess it. I’m flayed: by need, by the irritation of space, in the almost-hurting method of waking every morning with your name on my mouth. =================================== god,I know this ache............ pretty much speecless here K...outstanding poem. she said I dont know why you ever would lie to me |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Severn, Eligant is all I can say. Enjoyed |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Oh Kamla...this is love poetry awesome! Just fills me up and I can't let out the right words...accept this sigh as my accolade. |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Severn......I'm unable to be around much anymore but when I do drop in and am able to enjoy the likes of this I feel privileged to be able to read the English language. Such heart. Thank you. Bob |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
. Distance isn’t my propeller, no, it pushes me away and into a strengthening wait. I remember the words 'I love you' were once so banal, now they signify expression of the feathery ease I carry daily - lightly. LOve can be a strange thing, no doubt about it. THis poem was expressed beautifully. "Build a man a fire, he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire and he'll be warm for the rest of his life". Terry Pratchett |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
This ache is so defined..how I have felt this before. You have a wonderful way of putting your thoughts into words and presenting them to the reader. Loved this. *s* On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Very well expressed! Such an ache at heart well written! The moods in between are privileged thoughts... "I remember the words 'I love you' were once so banal, now they signify expression of the feathery ease I carry daily - lightly." Yeah I know, pretty much! The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
now this is something that I've always known was in you. . . it's so good to see it finally. . . this is truly a remarkable work, from a heart that has found love, and not only that, it is a very well done, well-crafted, and well formatted poem. . . you should be proud of this one K. . . ------------------------------------------------------ To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Very impressive. Love the reference to Rod, as well. You express feelings so well here. Sandra |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
* It's nice sometimes to open up the heart a little and let some hurt come in. It proves you're still alive. ...... * It happens just because we need to want and to be wanted too, when love is here or gone to lie down in the darkness and listen to the warm. I don't know how many times I have read this,, but never has it had the meaning it will from now on.... I think Mr. McKuen would be impressed. I for one am astounded.. and very warm feeling..... *excerpts from Listen To The Warm There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
In every way, this is absolute magic.... |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
there are many lines here that take one's breath away in their magnificence papery love...wow, what an image, if we would always treat love with this form of respect and yet with faith and trust that it is true, yet always so fragile, needing a powerful love in which to care for it |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Strange, balmy love rises like slow steam. There is something tender here, something previously misused. ... the curling smile I wear ... .......... diminishing into sleep. ....... and I nearly slept, holding you on the phone, yet sometimes my eyes opened ..... .... I understand this love as papery and how it might rip, uncontrollable. ... ..... Distance isn’t my propeller, no, it pushes me away and into a strengthening wait. ......... I carry daily - lightly. ... ... of waking every morning with your name on my mouth. ... ... ...WOW... I am overwhelmed at the beauty of this write... May love be with you and may it flourish with the talent that you possess with the spoken and the written word... and I am sure you will be read for lifetimes to come.... and I assure you that these are not hollow words of praise... Regards, my friend, Kamla, Sudhir "I was born intelligent - education ruined me" |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
library as long as I am here though-- I think this is my favourite part of the Poem.. ( Rod McKuen, Listen to the Warm) EIGHTEEN I stood watching as you crossed the street for the last time Trying hard to memorize you. Knowing it would be important. The way you wallked, the way you looked back over your shoulder at me. Years later I would hear the singing of the wind and that day's singing would come back. That time of going would return to me every sun-gray day. April or August it would be the same for years to come. Man has not made the kind of bromide that would let me sleep without your memory or written eroticaly enought to erase the excitement of just your hands. These long years later it is worse for I remember what it was as well as what it might have been. NINETEEN Midsummer is not the only reason I am going home to the yellow corn and the grasshopper playing in the tall grass and the indolent butterfly darting from marigold to rose and back again. I am going home again to meet the dreaded winter and the unsure spring. And the girl whose eyes never left mine when we swam together in the river and made love below the old brick bridge. There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Hi everyone...I want to say thank you...I don't have time right now to make personal replies although I want to - I hope I can come back and do so and it won't be too late...this poem means a lot to me - and so do your wonderful, kind words in response... you all rock!J dear...get ready to read it again k? LOL...many times, many many... nice bits heh  K |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
and maybe after those many many times.. you can read it to me... HK>LK There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
This is absolutely beautiful... very tender and touching. Well done! |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
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