Words of mystery yet so full of meaning. They stir my soul and cause my mind to search. I read them through and then go back to the beginning and read them again, slower, listening. I catch the rhythm and how it carries my emotions from one place to another, purposeful, each change in direction methodically put in place. I feel it soaking into my heart, filling all the chambers. Somehow it's attached itself to me and I cannot escape it. It's become a tether that connects my being to yours. I lay down to sleep with it's sweetness enveloping me, holding me close in a peaceful embrace. *sigh* All seems right with the world. What more could I say?
Author notes
k a t i e m a r i e
A contest entry
- Rambling Comments and Rambling Writes by wbiro.
700 points, ended September 12, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - ProseProseProse by Antebellum.
400 points, ended October 9, 74 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Have you read poetry that moved you this deeply?
Comments
-
This is nice.
It's not exactly what I'm looking for, but I really like some of the wording you used.
thank you for entering. -
Random motion rambling
There's a lot of freedom in this "unlatched mind", as it is "tethered" to the poet's being. It seems "I catch the rhythm and how it carries my emotions from one place to another" could be random thoughts from the poem/pillow, swinging in random motion, "methodically put in place" by rambling. So this is the dynamics of rambling... hmmm... I liked the effect it had, "sweetness enveloping me" and "all seems right with the world".
-
(I just 'fixed' my comment - caught a few typing gaffs of late-night weariness...)
-
ah, extra points for a rambling comment... "chambers of your heart" - I haven't used that term since... my AP family days... (each person had a chamber, each chamber had a different need)... and that sounds so nice, "my being connected to yours", I wish I had something like that in real life... and even nicer is the sweet, enveloping sleep, and even nicer, the peaceful embrace, and even nicer, all seeming right with the world... there is nothing more one can say... if two could lift each other's weariness like that, that is something... hey, nice title for a piece, "She (He) Lifted my Weariness (and I Her's (His))"... I think I'll read your piece again, just to experience what it would be like...
but I am first caught up in the title, me being a curious soul... your mind was locked, and this is its first trickle, flowing...? for 'unlatched' is much different than 'unhinged'...!
and how quick we read these days, to be able to go back and read, slower, listening, and finally having your emotions engaged... that seems kind of rare and special... and dangerous, as we breathe in love and breathe out pain... for the latter always seems to follow the former... but then who would stop breathing in?
Adding your comment:
