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he blue-moons my soul in the dishwasher

   





sometimes,
after a full
day’s worth
of earth
beneath his
thumbnails,
i smell
of coffee grounds-

fading
red pencil
into the night
with a steady hand
makes me
proud,

but mondays
also come
inside me
sad-haired,
shaven off
his planet’s legs
with the silence
shovel-

it is then
that i
envy
tap water
and long
pencils

and wish
i could
give up
on him

too.










Author notes

March 27, 2008

Inspired by, and sort of a response to, in medias res' poem if i were to be reincarnated, i'd be colored pencil shavings

"He" is a general character. I tend to commit to people a lot, romantically or just as friends. That sucks a lot sometimes...

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  • zochit2me gold member
    March 29, 2008

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    Such a wonderful poem. Pondering questions inside that make us think. I absolutely love that ending dear...The silence of Monday's and the question of giving up. Damn you are good, great poetic voice...

    Becky


  • Nicolette gold member
    March 28, 2008

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    I'm on my cellphone here as my internet connection is giving me so much trouble but I just wanted to let you know how much I love this poem, Diana. It's so very unique and as always your metaphors and presentation, and especially that very poetic eye of yours, just leave me in awe. Wonderful poetry!!

    ~ Nicolette


  • CaliOkie silver member
    March 27, 2008

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    You have distilled the essence of futility and the hopeful obsession that drives Love's heart in the face of overwhelming odds. Hope springs eternal and there is the outside chance that love denied in this life will be found in the next.

    But do not fear commitment for it is a sign of a pure heart and do not despair in disappointment for one day commitment will be shared and that is something to be treasured.

    Excellent write. Good luck in the contest.

    CaliOkie


  • Randomly Beautiful
    March 27, 2008

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    I love it. Man this is getting harder and harder.

  • vertigo beat
    March 27, 2008

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    oh man, nice twist.

    and i am honored.

    the clappies do not come from bias. they come from my belief of this being a good poem.

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