Open Poetry #32 |
Insomnia |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
It’s not that our relationship needs to be fixed or that living without you has become unbearable, it’s more the uncertainty of the future mixed with the certainty that I love you terribly, -- it’s the cigarette we shared in Central Park, and the fountain we embraced by in Lincoln Center, it’s the poetry I read for you echoing in the dark, and the frame of your body, long and slender, it’s the thought that we can’t pin time to the floor, it’s the cars outside and the sudden shrill of their breaks that keep me up, wishing you were next to me, with my arm underneath your pillow. Check out my poetry here: http://www.unknownpoets.com/db/authors/master |
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SimplyGold Senior Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 1453 |
Face it, living without her apparently is unbearable. That is, if this poem is based on experience or perhaps it is just a projection. In any case, the pillow just won't do. Enjoyed the poem (got me thinking) |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Poignant. Especially like the arm beneath the pillow part. Gotta watch out for that insomnia, it becomes a habit that lasts a lifetime. Corinne |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Master, what a great write. I especially liked the line about pinning time to the floor -- very original. .....jo |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
you have such a way with words and feelings |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
my favorite line was about pinning time to the floor, too. Great write! miscellanea |
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