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Naked

Missing image
your acknowledgement
of beauty, happiness, pain
amazes me

yet I’m here, forlorn in my exsistance
a speck of dust on the pages of your mind
to be flicked away with one quick gesture
never to enter your consciousness

unclothed, dignity relinquished
lost to all that matters in life
love unrequited, I slowly die

torn apart by gods, tempted
promises of life
but withholding life’s needs

my soul bared, naked before you
you look away, uncaring


dee garner
©may 17,2008

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'Naked' contest by AJ Morelli
photo credit: Frank Tusch

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  • morningstar1948 gold member
    January 9

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    Sis This remind me of my grandmother

    My grandmother always told me and my mom that she came in this world naked and she will leave this world naked. And she did leave this world naked. Isnt it funny how one being a native american know ahead of time what will happen. I love it. Thank you for the entry in It is I mom
    I love you sis
    love
    your other sis
    Morningstar


  • penman gold member
    November 17, 2008
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    Excellent

    Very sensual and such a great interpretation of the picture. Best of luck in the contest.


  • storiesuntold gold member
    November 16, 2008

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    Very good write here

    For the skin of the body says little if the heart and the mind is lost but this write goes beyond this and often the one naked feels trapped within a time warp and whispers within the mind screams in defiance of its acts thrown upon it


  • AJ Morelli gold member
    June 1, 2008

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    wonderful take on the theme Dee, a very nice write and a fine entry here in the contest...


    i thank you for it


    al


  • grannyeri gold member
    May 30, 2008

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    Such a sad situation you describe here - one offers all of themselves, but is turned away, is left behind. Good flow and fitting interpretation of the prompt of the contest.


  • individuality gold member
    May 22, 2008

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    ah dee, this is a sad poem, to be flicked away without a second thought, here are some smiles a flick towards


  • g-tonttu
    May 21, 2008
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    Great work as always catz,
    my hat of to you.
    G


  • Sherry gold member
    May 20, 2008

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    Wow so emotional intense and powerful. So well penned Dee you made it seem so real as if it was you as you told it. Course I am glad this is only muse but this shows how a person can almost take it all from ones very life. Sadly and how much they can end up feeling so alone beside themselves where all hope seems gone. Sadly sometimes it comes to the point where nothing else matters because of what is lost or taken away. Best wishes in the contest.


  • leo2
    May 18, 2008

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    Damn, I drew the curtains hoping noone would see me. How did you know? Your poem hits mighty close to home my friend. Everything except my soul had been surrendered to that elusive thing called love. Best wishes in the contest.

    Sincerely,
    Leo Long


  • Yemassee gold member
    May 18, 2008

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    Haven't we all known people and situations like that. I can remember a few specific instances...but not going there. But the good thing about such callousness is that it does (hopefully) teach us to react and behave differently in the same situation...learning from another's uncaring attitude.

    The last couplet is interesting because it does signify (I think) something important...the sense of dignity. I know in bad relationships in the past, one of my main goals was not to show the hurt, that the loss affected me. I didn't want to give the person that kind of power over me, to think that their impudence mattered. I'm a sicko I guess but I didn't want to give them that flattery.

    Bla bla bla.


  • BehindTheShadow
    May 17, 2008
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    unrequited love is so sad, but you did a beautiful job on this poem. Best of luck in the contest.

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