Poetic libido

by Michael   Jul 24, 2020


I know how lonely,
you must feel.

-for I do too.

But, it has been difficult
when each morning I awake,
where the night still rests heavily
in my eyes

I turn my quilt;
like the page of a book,
revealing the same old story
of desolation.

so long has it been,
since I stretched my hand
over the whiteness of your skin

-pressing deeply-
creating, impressions of,

my thoughts,
my visions,
my passion

which I have always
shared with you.

~ ~ ~

But this morning,
I could hear the birds singing
in the language of nature, and
the rays of the sun rubbing my chest;
dark skies slowly faded,
and inspiration slowly dilated
in my heart

ink rushed through my veins
to meet you at the usual place

(upon the bureau)

laying flat on your back,
where my pen starts to
scroll back and forth

-which is a start.

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  • 1 week ago

    by Michael

    Thank you all for your lovely comments:)

  • 1 week ago

    by Skyfire

    I love this!

  • 1 month ago

    by Daniel

    Good to see you back, Michael. A typically poignant and heartfelt poem from you. Seamless writing as ever. Hope you're well.

  • 1 month ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    It is a start, indeed! I have missed your presence on here, Michael, and my heart ached to read the first part of the poem because it can feel like such a loss. When the paper and pen know us so well and we've always felt connected, yet I feel like there comes a time when we may feel disconnected from everything. From bearing the weights of the world and our own burdens. It's too much. And it can feel too heavy to pen that over and over again. I LOVE how the second half showed that change, and though it may be gradual, or a momentary inspiration, it still is important and is still something worth celebrating. Isn't it amazing, that the things others may deem as ordinary, events that are expected like the sunrise, etc, can rejuvenate us some days? Even when it's such a routine thing, it's a wonder when nature can give us that ability to craft again, to express all that we feel.

    On a nit-picky note, I don't feel like some of the dashes were necessary, such as in the third line and last line of the poem, but that's simply my observation. Punctuation and style is entirely up to the poet and if that's your style, run with it!

    Great to read this from you, so much heart and voice in this <3

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