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nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

0 posted 2002-05-13 07:32 PM

Deliverance

I swallowed the words I heard
and held them down
wondering if they
were meant for me,
waiting to see if your
lips could play them out again,
when I least expect it.

On the verge of
an almost retreat,
solitude becomes a necessity
as my body is being attacked,
forcibly lifted by the demons inside
wanting out, to the regret
of these lips that once tasted
only of the sweetness of you.

Over and over again,
I must stop, pry myself from
hopeful thoughts and deliver myself
leaning over the edge
waiting for that endless flow,
biding my time, to get back to you.
I am curbed at the moment,
spontaneity restricted only
by the choking back
of the strain of my life.

M

"Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less."
(Will Moss)

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

1 posted 2002-05-13 08:05 PM

Consider the dam broken.

Wheee!

She said burn ... together.
-TON

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

2 posted 2002-05-13 08:16 PM

once again...the silly in you rises to the occasion

*S
M

Madame Chipmunk
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-05

Posts 8296
Michigan

3 posted 2002-05-13 08:27 PM

I swallowed the words I heard
and held them down
wondering if they
were meant for me,
waiting to see if your
lips could play them out again,
when I least expect it.

I hope you didn't choke on them, Maureen...or we would have to do a poetic Heimlich maneuver on you.

Seriously, the poem is beautiful!

~lots of hugs

Lyra

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled" Gwendolyn Brooks

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

4 posted 2002-05-13 08:42 PM

Oh dear Lyra..this poem was all about me choking, etc...it's getting to be an hourly occurrance ...see the Dr again tomorrow...

hugss
M

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

5 posted 2002-05-13 09:01 PM

Hmm, a poetic Heimlich maneuver ... I'm trying to imagine how righteous that would be. Hope y' feel better.

She said burn ... together.
-TON

Alan
Senior Member

since 2000-09-12

Posts 1499
right next door

6 posted 2002-05-13 09:45 PM

Sweet lady... the poem is a good read. I do hope that it is nothing serious.
alan

LRbaba
Junior Member

since 2002-05-07

Posts 30
Dallas, Texas,

7 posted 2002-05-13 10:34 PM

now I know
that choking on words
can be beautiful
thank you

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

8 posted 2002-05-13 11:01 PM

Over and over again,
I must stop, pry myself from
hopeful thoughts and deliver myself

Deliver ourselves we must, in order
to keep from going over the edge.
It's no easy task to be sure! I'm so there!!
Hugs to you Maur~

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