Here’s to the day you said
you could be what she wanted
be fierce enough
closing fear in its locket
lent against old tree bark
when you whispered in her unpierced ear
the words she had been waiting so long to hear
I’m sorry I made you wait
it wasn’t a lack of anything
here I am with my hands full
of every emotion with your name
etched sideways, longways in silver script
you were always the reason for everything
I just didn’t have the language to explain myself
why I lived beneath the earth so long
why I’m a salvaged creature who only
comes out with the moon shine
why I can take you in my arms fiercely and possess
the very air with passion
but I cannot seem to climb out of my own tomb
gather my wits about me long enough
to craft that thing you needed most of all
courage or bravery
a rule book for living in the world
that essential passport to success
I was just a girl with leaves in her hair
who loved you with every inch of her hidden self
I just didn’t know how to be
in this country with these double stitched expectations
gathering like unspun wool about me
it is not a reflection of my truth
to fail you
…
Here’s to the day you said
you could be what she wanted you to be
by leaving
now she can find someone who can give her
the color of the sea found in her eyes
if you lay your hands on her shoulders
if I imagine her warm beneath you
I may finally roar from under the earth with envy
and have what it takes
to lift another up and be human
everyone else knows how
to get by
I try but I find myself
caught by the colors reflecting from the sky
halting my tracks
turning me back to the woods
and the smudge of things
that were
I think… if we’re more than willing to believe in ourselves, we’ll find that we are all that we need to be for everything that we need in the realm of love.
I love what you did here:
“why I can take you in my arms fiercely and possess
the very air with passion
but I cannot seem to climb out of my own tomb
gather my wits about me long enough
to craft that thing you needed most of all
courage or bravery
a rule book for living in the world
that essential passport to success
I was just a girl with leaves in her hair
who loved you with every inch of her hidden self”
The above lines are so poignant and telling, I just had to read them more than once.
Thank you so much dearest Tre. I agree with you. I’m not someone who can say she does that but I do believe if we can or when we can then that’s all we need. So true.
*nods*
You’re most welcome.
I love your rule book, and I could your every line, however I’ll leave you my words, as a tribute to you.
“My empty hands are full
Of memories and rhymes”
Thank you dear friend that means a great deal coming from a poet whose work I appreciate very much thank you
Incredible and deep felt writing.
Good to see you back Asimov – thank you
You welcome, Candice. It’s good to be back and to read such incredible and inspiring works from all my favorite poets. 🙂
This is awesome!
Dear Braeden thank you so much
My pleasure
Fabulous, Sister ❤️
There she is! I haven’t seen you much and I can’t always get to your blog via the reader (grr) how are you doing?
I’m always here and there. If it stops showing up, it’s because I turn it off for a bit to read a book or two – or play at other things. I’m doing well, Sister. How about you?
Well that is as good a reason as any. I’m glad you read as so many seem to have forgotten how. I read an incredible book you would like by Kirsten Hannah called The Great Alone. You gotta read it. I’m glad you are doing well lovely lady. I’m feeling much better overall so I’m doing good too! 🙂 (phew!)
Ohhhhh, thanks! I’ll add it to my list. I can’t imagine not having the joy of reading be a big part of my life.
I’m so glad you are doing better, babe. I truly am.
Thank you sister I am too. Very.
I hope you do read it I loved that book.
BIG HUGS btw did you get the bathroom finished?
I did both of them ❤️
Exquisite poem. Love the last line.
Dearest Nikita thank you so much dear one!
When I think it can’t get better …This!
Coming from the girl who can make flowers grow with her words that means everything!
Thank you Candice, that’s so generous, maybe someday I will reach the level of your poetry, I’m trying! <3
Ah you’re funny you don’t need to strive as you’re at the same level ! I mean I don’t really see writing on levels but totally know what you mean but I think you underappreciate your own talent and ability if you think you are not every bit as good as those you admire.
I know what you mean, but this really blew me away, such spontaneous and stunningly gut wrenching beautiful poetry.
I read things and think ‘damn I could never write that’ but then someone may read my work and think the same. As long as you are you then you are a poet with a great deal of talent and beauty in her words – never forget that others genuinely believe this of your work even when you may not xo
xo
You’re a beautiful writer 🖤
Dearest Chinoso thank you so very much for your lovely message, it was a beautiful smile
Truly amazing! You should get an award for this.
Wow thank you I love your writing so that means everything that you think so!
Peace 😁
Love the depth and beauty of this work.
love your support and friendship dearest bill
The pleasure is mine!!
Your words always carry power and a message 💗
Thank you my sister and my soul friend
Of course you’re welcome candy girl
Love you 😗❤
To be so filled with, intoxicated by, love and desire, but feeling aphasic when attempting to speak it, show it, act it out, a stutterer on stage in the spotlight, shrinking, such is the pain sung of here.
So good you are back. You inspire so many of us with your support – and encouragement – thank you I hope you know how grateful we are.
I hear the gratitude, and that is lovely, but I do it mostly because it is a joy when there is so much going on in the world that is not. You all help me heal from the slings and arrows of the news.
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Wow, pure brilliance once again love!!! Je t’aime, Natalie 🙂 ❤ xoxoxoxoxo
There she is!
Hi love🙋♀️ I’m here, not good but here! Always good to hear from you sweet girl❣️😘🌹
Rules are made to be broken … we each carve our own in drops of blood, sweat and tears
They most certainly ARE!
Beautifully done. You really are back
You have really portrayed that sense of wanting to do more for another very well. I particularly like the lines
“closing fear in its locket
lent against old tree bark
when you whispered in her unpierced ear
the words she had been waiting so long to hear”
I really feel that this is the embodiment of your poem and a prelude to what is to come. Lovely writing!
Very lovely comment thank you so much. I’m so glad. I agree it was a prelude and I”m glad that came through. Thank you humbly.
I was just a girl with leaves in her hair
who loved you with every inch of her hidden self
O…M….G….. Love. ❤
Thank you for being such a champion of others. I know it’s in your DNA to be that way, you bring honor back into the world my friend
😊xo
Again, WOW!… It would seem that your poetic juices are flowing again, another powerful prose here, beautifully written.
ps- I wrote you today
I try 😉 love it when you’re here. PS write your blog!! Nag nag
Nice. Very Nice. I shall real more.