For months
you've lived in me:
breath-larcener,
pitching mind-tents
until I have
sacrificed all thought to you;
dread the terrible
sin of sleep.
Love, love,
the thump skips
along my collar
like the hand in head
that splits and
spills me; sits
in my stomach like
a third fist.
I am
too far gone
to be sapient:
trade morning coffee
for kissing hips
that crack against climate
and spasm your name;
crawl in your eyes
with a postcode
because British waters
were never hot enough
and I am tired
of fucking words
instead of you.
Author notes
Love hid in Illinois, but I found it.
In a list
A contest entry
- BIG BIG LOVE Freeverse Contest by voices.
2200 points, ended May 26, 15 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think.
Comments
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damn.... the 'visuals' in this are so crisp.. right 'there'
I love
love, love
the thump skips
etc
maybe the whole thing,
yes that's it..
excellent....
congratulations..


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Awww, thanks

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How'd I miss this?! This is absolutely fantastic, and more than worthy of silver. The ending had me smilin...lol. Congratulations sweetie!!!


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oohh Allyce, tell me about it!! that bastard 'pond' is a little too big to jump, but believe me when i say, i'd try and swim it tomorrow or skim stones across it, to be with my man. as i see you would with yours ...
life is surely bastard big and filled with bloody troubles too... i love love love this piece
it speaks in my kind of language, well of course it does..
LOLOL

many thanks for entering this contest and good luck too
G.x
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pitching mind-tents
until I have
sacrificed all thought to you;
those lines were EPIC, such beautiful imagery. and the ending was like kick in the ass...so strong yet so relatable. lovely, lovely work al!

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this is very well-written and seriously emotional.
however, i think you shouldn't have beaten around the bush so much. lololol!

watch out for those Illinoyze boyzz
being one, i'd know


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"breath-larcener" - oh yes, breath-takingly so!! I simply love this poem, Allyce - it's a wonderfully real, original and romantic expression of that big big love that is so taking your breath away!!
"I am
too far gone
to be sapient"
yes... when one is there one wants, needs, longs for more than fucking words....hmmmm a thought just jumped into my mind, but i'm sure you know what THAT is...
You'll be close to him soon... you know what I told you to do, Allyce..go for it girl. And keep on writing love poetry like this. Beautiful!!

~ Nicolette


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Staggering. This is very impressive and I am not easily impressed. You see the world in a way I do not, but wish that I could. You write things that I would author if I could. Truly well done.
Good luck in the contest.
Garrison

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"trade morning coffee
for kissing hips
that crack against climate
and spasm your name;"
Dammmnnn, you're good. Holy Ned.
Good luck in the contest, Sweetie. I'd have to declare this love is HUGE.
Wanda


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This is good. Love the last lines.


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