Unaware
Did you know, that
in the soft, circular closure of your fist
you hold my heart, ever beating?
that the sighs which escape your lungs
as you drift into the dancing shadows of sleep
were from my own lung?
and even in the slumbering of moonlight-
of dreams half broken, of life half lived
it is simply you
who beats the summoning drum in my chest
the tempo is one I want to dance to
with you
till those shadows of sleep
-of glowing slumber
smother the sighs from my lung
and vanquish that summoning drum
Author notes
One of my favorite poets is Pablo Neruda, and I feel his presence in this write. Love...in all its splendour
image credit: in the palm of your hand- by: deviantart jessica1986
A contest entry
- Contest!! Please enter!! by With Broken Wings.
1200 points, ended March 15, 2008, 96 entries
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love the image of the "summoning drum". you have such a beautiful, simple eloquence .... very fluid and at ease with having a giving attitude towards life. your writing shows how life is so precious because of its delicate nature. thanks.
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sighs
you're writes always make me sigh....
soo sweet & magical.
Tasha
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Oh the magic you weave with words.....lovely. Breath taking and wonderful! You never disappoint! I am in awe of this piece...truly!
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Awesome write Dear Sister this was a great take on the prompt. I wish you the best with it in the contest.
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It truly is splendor.
Thank you for sharing with us.
Much Love
Mark
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