Never Mind

by Melissa   Jul 13, 2011


So many images
can fit in a sigh,
more than language
could convey

I steady my breath,
careful, not to gasp for words

it feels as though I'm suffocating
in a bout of quietude,
though silence
is vacuous here

ink dribbles from my tongue,
and settles, like dewdrops
at the tip of these fingertips

so many lines I strive to define,
but this sigh
is my only sound

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  • 12 years ago

    by Saerelune

    Nonchalant title yet a poem packed with emotion. As always your poetry leaves me speechless. I admire the way you're able to focus on such a small thing but add complexity to it with simple diction ... I could very well "breathe along" with you in this poem, your tone has always been a natural one that pulls the reader with you. I was especially fond of the fourth stanza, it had something artistic and personal to them. I felt as if the ink on your fingertips represented a connection between your soul and your art. Nicely done.

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