He sits far off. Watching from behind a tree.
Tilting his head, contemplating thoughts of
thoughts, her slim silhouette; the outline of
all his dreams. She brushes her hair, gracefully
stroking. His heart yearns. If she only knew
he could save her soul until she shines, so pretty.
They are a concertina. But she is free
in his mind to fly and float around through
perfect tastes and tunes. He caresses her contour,
her bottle of perfume. Its smell sweet –
but tastes terrible. Relentlessly rife
is his grief. His desire is no longer pure.
No longer does she sweep him from his feet.
He speaks to the wind: “I have wasted all my life”
Author notes
In the style of abstract forms of love, integrated with a loss of innocence – in this case, the stalker’s love for this girl is broken by him tasting her perfume. She smells wonderful on the wind but the intimacy is lost when he tries to be as close to the scent (her) as he can be. Overrun by her in his mind, tasting her perfume ruins the illusion of her in his mind. The indented lines are used to symbolise going back in time to a memory, or away from the speaker’s reality. In this poem, going from his setting and thoughts behind a tree to his imagination where she is associated with the beauty of life, “tastes and tunes” – essentially, life being fruitful and wonderful; filled with “perfect” sound-scapes and flavours.
Written September 2nd, 2006
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beautiful and scary
A friend of mine says "All men are pervert's" meaning I think that we all love imposibly, love purity, love from a distance, and watch....we want to take care....but sometimes being close doesn't work. ....the last line sums us up!!!
this is so well written.
The title and first line are just right...and the last line when he speaks to the wind sums up so much.
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fuck, where are you.
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Wow... that last comment made me sad, and I really hope that person was kidding or something, but I don't get that feeling... anyway, I think this piece is beautiful. It has a slow, lingering pace to it that I love - it gives me the time to savor the words. This entire poem is filled with emotion to me, and I've been reading it over and over just for the feelings it gives. This is the kinda stuff I only dream of writing...
Awesome job, keep it up!
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This was just plain dumb, I mean honestly who cares?
"stroking. His heart yearns. If she only knew
he could save her soul until she shines, so pretty.
They are a concertina. But she is free
in his mind to fly and float around through "
this part made me sick...it was just pathetic
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ugh...terrible -
this is weird. it's kind of different from your other work in a way, it's more like a story i suppose. it's really well written though. the last line was amazing. like, beyond amazing. but you always amaze me. and i just said amaze a lot. lately i've been wondering when you would post something again. this piece is sheer beauty and perfection.
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great Job!!!
This is nice and has a lulling pace to it...
almost sweet in it's music yet erie...
quite unlike the psycological content...this is well done....
a nice story line shown here!
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