I turn in fluid movements,
like paint mixing with crystalline waters,
as the sun glows dull and angry
in envy of the moon.
My clock ticks backwards
with am/pm flashing on my brain,
what day is this again?
Hanging around from coast to coast,
running barefoot on sticks and stones,
you find me such a lady
despite the silver corded strings
that dangle from my fingers.
And in the here and now I dance on whispers
pretending to catch your eye and make things easier,
but I somehow find I’ll be tongue tied in the street
while the rain is drawn out of the soil
and returned to red and purple skies.
So the tempest struggled from your lips
and left you lost amongst the lonesome,
well you’ll still find my reaching hand
pale and cool in the shadows of the moon,
it’s waiting for reconnection to the world.
But our missteps and mourning seem to stalk us
and gobble up the last of our fairytales and breadcrumbs,
leaving us with new ideas and notions
that spin the heads of even our most profound friends.
So let’s have October turn us back a few
and smooth the wrinkled pages
that we tried so hard to burn and forget.
Cause they still hover on the tips of satellites,
turning ‘round and ‘round in constant motion,
where we share them in unspoken words
and linger on the idea of night and day.
Now slow your pace from these October moments
and make certain to meet me half the distance,
so we can kick away the mourning
and dream up the tomorrow’s of November and its friends.
Author notes
This was written for Ken-Maverick, a spectacular poet and wonderful guy I'm more than glad to call friend ^_^
"Old-school" Confidante... saweet! 
Comments and critique much appreciated as always.
In a list
A contest entry
- Join the party at Mavericks place by Ken-Maverick.
1000 points, ended October 29, 2008, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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"I turn in fluid movements,
like paint mixing with crystalline waters,
as the sun glows dull and angry
in envy of the moon."
simply BRILLIANT. you do have a way with words. GREAT write.
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Gosh, brilliant? Haha wow thank you
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'despite the silver corded strings
that dangle from my fingers'
i liked the cleverness of this line.
lovely write
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Thank you very much ^_^
I'm pleased you enjoyed it.
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Shaweeeeeeeeet
Well written here my friend,
what did you mean when you said it was no good,
this is an amazing piece.
I do wonder though
Thank you much for this
Ken
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Thank you! I'm so very glad you enjoyed it. ^_^
I've been feeling rather uninspired lately so I was afraid that it may have sounded forced or something.
You do wonder what though?
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