DancerAnnie
03-11-2007, 04:14 AM
I wrote these two poems after being on a poetry hiatus for about a year and a half. I just hadn't been inspired...but I feel like pain can be a good muse...
Enjoy.
Commit
A bird – you
Flying high
Seeing the world for what it is
And is not
Free
To see, to think, to feel
Spreading your wings
Feeling the air beneath them
I caught it – you
For a moment
A blink
I caressed – you, your spirit
A comfort
A sigh, a breath.
Then – a noise
You must go
I feel it – you squirm, wriggle
As I hold you in my hands
Your eyes scream at me
To let go
“No.
Don’t go
You are safe – here”
I hold tighter
You panic – eyes darting
I squeeze – frightened
I can’t – let go
No.
My hands tire
Your eyes – frighten me
I blink,
A tear
Fingers separate – unravel
That moment
You fly again
I’m left
Here
To remember that breath
That moment
And hope
I feel it again.
Thoughts of Ventura
The sea sighs
As the sun sets
Vivid oranges atop a horizon
A thin line separating air and water
Colors changing at every blink
A myriad of photons floating and dancing
A painting in the sky – just for us.
I feel the crisp air on my face
Gazing out at the nothingness
I close my eyes to imagine
Mother Nature’s breath enveloping me
Her hand brushing the hair from my face
The gentle breeze pirouetting across my skin
The earth exhaling - for us.
Waves tumble to the shore
Curling like a smile on lovers’ lips
Crackling as it meets the sand.
A bird is playing among these bubbles
A game of catch-me-if-you-can
Before it is chased away to another place
And the waves reach out – to us
Your hand slips around my waist pulling me near
I feel your warm breath on my neck
I am awestruck by the scene before us
A tear slips down my cheek as you grab my hand
The beauty of this overtakes me
My breath shallows as we walk away
Knowing it is the end of today – and of us.
Enjoy.
Commit
A bird – you
Flying high
Seeing the world for what it is
And is not
Free
To see, to think, to feel
Spreading your wings
Feeling the air beneath them
I caught it – you
For a moment
A blink
I caressed – you, your spirit
A comfort
A sigh, a breath.
Then – a noise
You must go
I feel it – you squirm, wriggle
As I hold you in my hands
Your eyes scream at me
To let go
“No.
Don’t go
You are safe – here”
I hold tighter
You panic – eyes darting
I squeeze – frightened
I can’t – let go
No.
My hands tire
Your eyes – frighten me
I blink,
A tear
Fingers separate – unravel
That moment
You fly again
I’m left
Here
To remember that breath
That moment
And hope
I feel it again.
Thoughts of Ventura
The sea sighs
As the sun sets
Vivid oranges atop a horizon
A thin line separating air and water
Colors changing at every blink
A myriad of photons floating and dancing
A painting in the sky – just for us.
I feel the crisp air on my face
Gazing out at the nothingness
I close my eyes to imagine
Mother Nature’s breath enveloping me
Her hand brushing the hair from my face
The gentle breeze pirouetting across my skin
The earth exhaling - for us.
Waves tumble to the shore
Curling like a smile on lovers’ lips
Crackling as it meets the sand.
A bird is playing among these bubbles
A game of catch-me-if-you-can
Before it is chased away to another place
And the waves reach out – to us
Your hand slips around my waist pulling me near
I feel your warm breath on my neck
I am awestruck by the scene before us
A tear slips down my cheek as you grab my hand
The beauty of this overtakes me
My breath shallows as we walk away
Knowing it is the end of today – and of us.