Did you hear me whisper
night verses for Universe to share?
Every stone on rough road did
and left no warm scent for me to follow
or bring you to me.
Nothing but silence where once you called
when lips were fumbling for response.
I am chapped with the very breath of it.
I am alone, but you are here in my bones,
my secret moans to ghostly silhouette.
Cold resides where once lived love
winging us in passion’s flight
that flung me, fried, back to a winter’s earth.
Our distances are orbits apart.
I am caught with no light upon my face,
no Northern Light hum to hear.
You are crack in lake ice. You are frozen
breath on big blue sky.
What gentleness is there in new season
when bringer of Spring closed cold crypt
over this long latitude of mine?
Author notes
To Nor, who knows the whole story.
I Have Been Waiting
I silently whisper your name into the night
Sharing my love for you with the universe
My disenchanted roads led me to you
and your arms were open to receive me
Were you waiting for me, as I have been waiting for you?
I close my eyes and I inhale your scent
It wraps around me and I am once again
engulfed in your love
From the silence of our surroundings
I hear your voice calling my name
In the haze of passion I seek your lips
eager to respond to your call
Take all the sweetness from my lips
As I shall not offer them to another
I am one with you
There is no dividing line
Where you begin, I begin
Where you end, I end
The heat of our passion melts and blends our spirits
into wings of flight expanding our love
And bringing us to heights we both have never known
The thought of you clouds my mind
The nearness of you captures my being
The sight of you is music to my heart
The tears I shed now are for the healing of my spirit
I came to you with it wounded and broken, as was yours
I kissed your wounds and mended the brokenness
And felt the power emerging to heal us both
Oh sweet man of gentleness, come to me, stay with me, love with me
This woman has waited a lifetime for your presence
Written April 30th, 2006 – Soulful Woman pn Allpoetry
http://allpoetry.com/poem/1979785
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Comments
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Thanks for entering the contest, the poem you posted and the inspired seem to be compliments, thanks for sharing both
Goods; line one stanza six is very fresh, initially had problems with it's reference in terms of envisioning a distance, vast/small, but then took it as paths that can never cross, imagery used, overall metaphor as well as each individual metaphor, especially the winging and fried to earth.
things i'd look into; so many sentence fragments and most make no sense outside of context, which means reader must read and reread to sound, flow and understand, and that isn't it's depth, just it's lack of cohesion. Not very concise, I beleive stanza four and stanza seven, even though they evoke nice images, really are tired and not necessary.
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ty for for critique..this poem will go into my collection of Beautiful Be, my writings to a lost lover, so I will check it closely before I do. ty as well for the hm
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This poem is so passionate. The other poem is awesome too. The two poems compliment each other. A very well done job.
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ty altheia. Soulful woman is a long time friend of mine...I watch her poetry blossom..it is awesome to have her here with me.
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Passionate poem speaks volumes of love. Ships passing in the night one coming and one going never seeming to make contact. Sad and yet so true two hearts torn away by distance and love. Great write. ~Sie
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ty, it is never difficult to write of this adored angst that continues to keep me sailing.
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Beautiful...and a story unfolds like sails on a ship...taking us some where. Thanks for the read.
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to love enough to know the grief of it for two..is a compelling reason to write.
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