I have nothing to say
at the moment
that you want
to hear.
The words in my head,
on the tip of my tongue,
would send you away
so, I say nothing
right now
of any import
in order to keep you
close by.
Were you busy today?
Any plans for the weekend?
Meanwhile, my brain and
my heart
overflow, flooded with
want and fear of
goodbye.
Skimming the surface
Superficially chanting
much meaningless think.
How sad that we
dance around,
unsatisfyingly,
what both of us crave,
determined to maintain our
exterior shield
of wanting for naught.
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I had certainly been wondering. And, I can certainly understand. When you regain your breath and your wings begin to work, it'll be better. Maybe it will never be "fine" again, though I think so. And, I for one will wait for it and you. Oh, Hi! *waves*
Uh, wish I'd said that. Moving.....
Yup.
You may just have much to think at the moment. Life goes in cycles, dontcha know?
we often compromise our feelings and ourselves, trying to hold on to something/someone as long as we can. A little bit is better than nothing. Even when we know the little bit is going to go away too.
Wow! Reaches out and plucks strings that vibrate for quite a while.
nicely crafted and the semi halting flow fits the situation perfectly.
These things are poems, right?
Larry - thank you, dear man.
she - an awkward situation reflected by an awkward, rambling structure. thanks for noticing!
as - not everything in my blog is a poem, but yes, this one is.
I stand with you, waiting for a friend I care deeply about to call the dance or call it off.
I wait because my choice is made.
I want to dance.
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