wish night could be
more time left
just for me
but time is measured
more time left
just for me
but time is measured
in loveless theft
wish i could remember words
letters of thought just before sleep
but they fly away on the wings of birds
leavin’ me empty and nothing to keep
wish i could remember words
letters of thought just before sleep
but they fly away on the wings of birds
leavin’ me empty and nothing to keep
seems as if
those are always the ones
thoughts most wanted
thoughts most wanted
thoughts most wise
words most prized
words most prized
when day is done
for those i search
for those i search
but i cannot rise
sad there's no notepad
sad there's no notepad
for my mind
sneak back onto land
sneak back onto land
and into dreams
where all is known
where all is known
and many kinds
all held safe
all held safe
in golden moonbeams
readin’ my words
readin’ my words
of wants last written
wishin’ i knew with what
wishin’ i knew with what
i am smitten
dangerous readin'
of dangerous thoughts
wishin’ i knew if all for naught
thoughts showin’ me as i wanna be
wishin’ i knew what really is key
danger in placin’ too much weight
wonderin’ if it’s only his foolish bait
such words such thoughts such dreams
wonderin’ if anyone hears my screams
wishin’ i knew if all for naught
thoughts showin’ me as i wanna be
wishin’ i knew what really is key
danger in placin’ too much weight
wonderin’ if it’s only his foolish bait
such words such thoughts such dreams
wonderin’ if anyone hears my screams
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10 comments:
Floored. It's beautiful.
oh, thank you so much, trish - as i said in FB i had forgotten this one as i'd put it in a different folder - kind of a weird piece in its way! ;)
I am not sure I get this one, my dear. I might have to read it quite a few times and I'm not sure I will get it then....Sorry about that. It feels too complicated for my little mind...!
oh, not to fret, dear naomi! when i look back upon it, i wonder of it a bit myself - i remember the night - early morn actually - that i wrote it - a weird frame of mind i was in for sure - it was in the midst of contemplating whether or not i would allow a particular relationship to continue - wandering lost in that process [as is plain in this verse]! ;)
i hate comment mod...but understand after all the probs....and unfortunately tho i wish it were so, i cannot restore those missing words...perhaps a notepad by the bed?? :) much love xoxoxo
yes, i dislike having to have comment mod, too - really dislike it - but it's a necessary evil for the moment, dear lady! yes, perhaps a notepad by the bed, just the ticket! thanks so much for coming by dear friend! much love back - xoxoxo
overwhelming, thanks
the poem is a part of you
how wonderful to have you come by and leave such kind words, rainer - my heart thanks you! have a glorious remainder of the day there!
I've read this beautiful piece so many times, not that i didnt understand it , is just you expressed so well the feelings of blurry desire and inner bustle, of memories which are pillows for our heart and no matter on what side of the bed we chose to remain ,these thoughts will "haunt" us sometimes with confusion, sometimes with ache, sometimes with regret but many times with love.. and in the end they will remain in that corner of the soul made as a gallery in the passing years....
i really love it, very deep! xoxox
PS:hope my comment has any meaning :-)
it's always so wonderful when someone gets - really gets - what one says - although i do think that poetry is always, like any other thing of beauty, in the eye of the beholder - that beholder giving the piece his/her own meaning - but every once in a while, someone else knows exactly what the piece says to its author - and that's a magical moment - thanks so much dear spider! so happy to see you - have a glorious day! xxx
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