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I held her hands so she wouldn't
couldn't tell me anything. She covered
my lips with hers so she wouldn't have to read the words
flooding out of them. In the first edge of the morning where
the shadows still own the room, we spilled our hearts into each other.
 
11:07 PM
May 26, 2007
Alexandria, VA 

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  • wellbegone
    March 15, 2008
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    I've been here..I sat in a similar room

    How wonderful to paint such a vivid memory with such love.


    • tomisb
      March 15, 2008
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      This is one of the ones that my wife loves. It is one of my studies on Silence and all the ways that love is expressed without words.

      Glad you enjoyed. Thanks

      Love, Tom B.


  • Luna Tique Fringe
    June 4, 2007
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    I clicked "return the favor" this is where it brought me..It stuns me how much I missed the first time. This is intensely beautiful...now that I "get it",

    • tomisb
      June 4, 2007
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      How were you to know the one I loved was deaf. The rest of it is just a laud to love and touch for what else is worth our time and energy. thanks Luna, I figured the first time you were looking for something else so didn't see what was to be found. Love, Tom B.

      • Luna Tique Fringe
        June 4, 2007

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        Honestly, though I wasn't looking for anything..either time..it just was a moment of understanding in which I was put briefly into your shoes. I don't always look for deeper meaning, this maybe hard for some to understand and may come across as shallow, but it works for me, lol...sometimes it just has to strike me, come as an epiphany, at least in the world of poetry.
        L.

        • tomisb
          June 4, 2007
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          There is always a paradigmn (or at least a couple of nickles ) we are working out of. You discredit yourself, dear. Your sensitivity and insight let you pick up on all sorts of innuendos and subtleties that others miss. Call it a gift. Call it anything you like. But you are not shallow, just occasionally lazy, like all of us or so use to doing what you doing that you take it for granted. Too bad. I don't take your for granted. The price is to steep.
          Peace & Love, Tom B.


  • Whoochi gold member
    May 27, 2007

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    Such few words yet speak volumes to the heart & soul....this leaves me with huge sighs and too many "awwws" to type here! Magnificent, bravo!

    • tomisb
      May 27, 2007
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      There is a joy here. If the joy isn't there then you are lieing to yourself. it took me awhile to wake up to that. I thought it was about the sex. The sex is only a way to increase the joy and the ahhh when you are coming down. Love, Tom B.


  • Manorexic
    May 27, 2007
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    this is amazing, and i love it. you really don't have to have words to speak

    • tomisb
      May 27, 2007
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      Thanks for all the accolades. They land in my hat, but they don't pay the bills It is amazing how much we are drawn to express our muse. It is like the effect of shared touch.
      Love, Tom B.


  • Shakari
    May 26, 2007

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    This piece was quite interesting. It shows that words need not be exchanged for love to be shown, which is all true. Love is an omnipresent emotion, as well as a being, though lust can entangle itself within such boundaries. You haven't let lust take that love away, which I find quite talented.

    • tomisb
      May 27, 2007
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      Lust -- bodies playground. Our job is to be spiritually centered enough to allow the bodies all the play they want when it is an expression of deep and abiding love.
      Love, Tom B.


  • Pure Thought silver member
    May 26, 2007
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    As succinct as this is. . .

    I thought I wrote it.
    Well written, feelings right out there. Good job


    • tomisb
      May 27, 2007
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      You write things. I just stare at blank pages and then words multiply. Just like bunnies.
      Tom B.


  • grannyeri gold member
    May 26, 2007

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    Very visual - holding hands, kissing - nothing said by either - better to show than to speak. Quick and to the point. Like these contests.


    • tomisb
      May 26, 2007
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      Just a chance to cut to the quick.
      Love, Tom B.


  • Cannonsfire
    May 26, 2007

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    And who said octupus were the only creatures who could entangle themselves , four lines and a whole lot of weaving without the need to run Love, C


    • tomisb
      May 26, 2007
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      These short ones get me in more trouble.
      Love, Tom B.


      • Cannonsfire
        May 26, 2007
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        lol but they are fun to play with no doubt Love, C


        • tomisb
          May 26, 2007

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          But the long ones allow for a lot of discovery.
          Love, Tom B.


          • Cannonsfire
            May 26, 2007
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            Short to sigh, long to savour, I like them both ways Love, C


  • sheltered
    May 26, 2007
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    Excellent


  • ennovy silver member
    May 26, 2007

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    Hey now! This one has so much to say, and the picture is huge..You rocked this four lines Tom...acting on pure raw emotions is sometimes the best, words tend to hinder. Beautiful write!......novy


    • tomisb
      May 26, 2007
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      Sometimes you just have to cut to the chase
      Love,Tom B.


  • Luna Tique Fringe
    May 26, 2007
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    OOooLaLa....
    Bunnies for all!!


    • tomisb
      May 26, 2007
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      ANIMAL


      Tom B.


      • Luna Tique Fringe
        May 26, 2007
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        I do love the poem...you did yourself proud. The last line is spectacular...*sigh*


      • Luna Tique Fringe
        May 26, 2007
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        Grrrrrr....
        Luna

        Thanks, Tom for playing silly with me.

        • tomisb
          May 27, 2007
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          What are friends for :0 if not to pester and poke share a joke be a bloody idiot for them to protect and a pick me up when they are put down. Bright morning and sunny days walk into your house and start cleaning shadows. Love, Tom B.

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