Bird on Boots

Chant for the roads
that got me here,
for the long shores
I've painted before you..

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A beautiful opening stanza.
Here I feel a last vestige of hope, but mainly despair... like you no longer believe in such hope.
I love the imagery here also - simple descriptions can sometimes have the most impact. (:

the sky on your forehead,
that I've carved with my lips.

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I almost feel like this is about a baby you have lost: miscarriaged .. ??
That's the image that comes to mind for me. It is quite a unique arrangement of words, and again, that sorrow really leaks through your words.

And if I wake up,
and if I die.
Let me wake up,
then let me die

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When I first read this I thought that this was kind of beautiful but reading it again it could also come across as quite horrible. Let me explain!: My first impression was that you don't want to see the beauty of the world just one last time before you die and that's why you wish to wake up. My second impression was however, that you want to wake up for punishment - like to see the world that last time would be a curse rather than a blessing because you will know what you will miss .. ??
Both interpretations bring such sorrow to my heart.

humbly beneath
the boots that you
drew with green
sugar reflections
right-outside my window.

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I'm thinking "boots" is a metaphor, but I will take the simplistic view here and interpret it as the boots leaving imprints upon the grass outside your window.
By the way, I don't think you need a hyphen between 'right' and 'outside' in the last line.

You stand on it the
firm way mountains do,
mesmerizing me that
I keep an eye on you...
with my heart wide opened.

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Again two interpretations here: one filled with such sadness - something like you have been rejected because you had your 'heart wide open', and your heart got broken. The other interpretation is that hope that I felt in the first verse, because you may have found your last thing of happiness... and only time will tell.

Chant for the ropes
that tie me
to the softest hums
of your voice.
Chant that I'm helpless,
that I have no choice.

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I really loved this: I'm going to take the sorrowful interpretation here, and say that you are tied to this person wholly, that it's difficult for you to let go of them, even though they have hurt you and walked away... ??

And if I wake up,
and if I die.
Let me wake up,
then let me die.

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Great repetition here, Nana!! (:
Again, I feel that sense of punishment almost and also like you don't deserve this beautiful no more, that you should be taunted by it or that you ARE taunted by it, perhaps .. ??

Chant, all the way
through the night,
loudly, softly
till the yellow light
swallows the dark blue.

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Absolutely beautiful imagery here!
With this verse, I really felt like I was in this world you have created with your words.

Make it outstanding, make it deep.
that I turn ashen, gray; off white,
like I'm dead, like I do not deserve to sleep.

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A great ending ... but now I get the impression this was a nightmare - a real life one perhaps, but still something that haunts you in your sleep also .. ??
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An absolutely outstanding poem here, Nana!

I'm not great with metaphors as you know, so I'm hoping that I managed to at least interpret parts of the poem properly.

All I know, is that I want to read it again and again and again, it just captivates me completely!

Your raw emotion has leaked through and though I may have sensed what is not there (with the 'hope') I could really feel your pain and sorrow throughout the piece.

A really fantastic write. 5/5

Such a unique title, I did wonder what would be in store. This is really amazing, I love how quick the flow is and how short the lines are, it makes me read on fast and then want to read it again and again. It is brilliant. The repetition works very well also, amazing job. x

What's too easy to catch while reading this poem is the severity of your pain! The real clarity or such disdain
It's too visisble and it's out there with every word you mention
It's funny how in this life our hearts sometimes can't differentiate between what is going to harm it or give it comfort
And in this case the heart will always want what it wants
You willingly go after someone who in your eyes know that for whatever reasons
It won't work out
Yet you write about it with a clarity that I truly do envy you for
You're one of a kind when you pick up a pen
I hope you know that

I seriously have missed your poems beautiful lady.

I've missed a lot of people's writes!!! It is so good to read yours again, especially one this awesome.

The poem is sooooooooo beautifully poetic. The repetition and sad tone, awesome. I love the subtle rhyming in the poem, it just gave it that extra oompfh!!!

The title is quite unique and interesting. Bird on boots. It makes me think of birds flying so the boots would not be something that is needed, but maybe in this case, the bird has lost its wings, so maybe it had to find another way to get around. An awesome poem!!!

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:O I can't speak, this is something else!
That emotion, despair and sadness. I feel it.

I couldn't think when I first read this, I don't really know if I am thinking straight now but I'll try and comment

the sky on your forehead,
that I've carved with my lips.

^^This part I only need to say that it is so you, such great imagery and just WOW

And if I wake up,
and if I die.
Let me wake up,
then let me die

^^OMG Now that is emotion, that is just soo deep and powerful and the fact that you repeated it, shows that this piece is deep and meaningful to you.

Make it outstanding, make it deep.
that I turn ashen, gray; off white,
like I'm dead, like I do not deserve to sleep.

^^^It is this part that I could really relate to, not just the emotion and the pain but the whole thing, it sort of makes me see myself in a reflection...

Nana, I am not really making much sense, forgive me but I must just say that you write beautifully, and I always feel something reading your pieces

It really inhibits itself in my soul, that is talent

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