"My Very World..."

My very world 

on a Tuesday no less… sigh.

 

"My Very World…"

 

Scuffing feet,

wet, sloughing grass.

Wrought iron table.

Wrought iron chair…

patchwork deck

criss-cross shading by bare limbs.

The settling creaks…

 

Silent morning -

sun and cold, cold blue

coffee-thought-wisps spreading in the aerie.

All the words…

words…words…

falling and falling and falling -

word-drops glistening on paper petals 'til

leather - bound and pressed 'tween for forever nights

and wished-so-full-days…

 

Words of me’s

words of… hers’

words of silly inconsequential nothing-mores than

our thoughts of my nows

of others nows

of tomorrows’ nows

…of never-weres-nor-will-be(s)

…of what it’s like to wish

On falling stars

On porch steps

sidewalk curbs

sea walls

stone walls

fire escapes

tenement windows

"Mirror, mirror on the wall(s)…"

empty, chill rooms

beds …floors

corners…

 

Words …so many words,

all the echoes

flowing,

surrounding

pressing - tightening.

Closing

…fading

…fading…

 

Do you EVER dream of …me?

I dream of you …I do ya know -

soft ones, warm ones

scalding ones

and they all share a theme -

YOU

And me.

 

Sometimes it's just words shared.

Sometimes just a hand being held

as the world moves by - as it always does,

moving …by.

 

Other times it IS more -

And more than a kiss

And more than a touch

MORE

a whisper

a desire

a need

a WANT for …US

MORE

than just a presence

than just holding or being held

…so much more

so much more.

 

I feel the sun.

It’s caressing my mind

as it meanders across my skin

warm and spreading more heat,

the very breath of life.

 

Words…

Words…

Falling and falling and falling

within my mind…

 

Chris

 

 

Author's Note

feel free

Note: "Mirror, mirror on the wall(s)…" is from my understanding of "Sleeping Beauty" a poor witch's soliloquy. Actually "Snow White" as pointed out by JayceeC below.

Reviews

[A hare off]

Wandering through your words today has allowed me to look past this window and see what is waiting for me as well. Great writing, I know this would rock read aloud.

[Chris]

Glad you came by and paused with me.

[jesserose99]

You seem to not only express your thoughts, but your deep. Or so it seems to me, because I take a voyage with your words, I truly do beyond the surface.

[Chris]

People are often face-valued, aren't we....

[Dean]

the words are obviously your loyal friends--and you, theirs!
(so much more than the weapon you carry) (there, I said it)
now are you and I still friends? I hope so.

[Chris]

Of course we are still friends Dean... and you are ALWAYS welcome.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

It's a wonder how the morning, the fresh air, opens doorways of thought within us. We stretch beyond the boundaries of fingertips to the sky, and we touch higher than heaven's reach. It's a journey that costs us nothing but promises so much. Lovely!

[Dean]

...and believe me, Chris. This one KNOWS. Best listen to her!

[JayceeC]

Mirror mirror is Snow White. I enjoyed hearing you read this Friday, but I also love being able to see the structure used which is just as interesting. If I could combine the two for wopm I'd be in listening heaven.

[Chris]

you are right about Snow White (of course) - too much "Once Upon A Time" for me - chuckling here.

[...]

Another deeply rich piece of work you got here, Chris. I love it

[Terpsichore]

I enjoy those 'alone with my thoughts moments,' that often come to me; Vital they are for the poet within.

The progression here, from those scuffling feet, the wet sloughing grass, to that final stanza, is quite superb. T

[Ruth]

I can see the meandering and hear the sounds, feel the pause to gather the thoughts and the creeping in of dreams both known and unknown, leaves an aura around the reader, a most vibrant piece ♥

[J. J. Nightingale]

The grey cold blues
Conversations with me..
You.

I'm thinking of little days
And warm-heart ways
Alone ..and slowly
Settling to less..and less.

A lot of heart and life here Chris
I can so relate...
Thanks for sharing YOU.

Jazz

[Einstein Noodle]

i think the first two verses are captivating ... i see the poet and the grey November morning having coffee together ..this line especially :
"The settling creaks…"
and the sun comes out ..warming the words words words ... :) enjoyed the visit and glimpse Chris!
E.

[Chris]

Thanks for pausing E.

[Einstein Noodle]

:) .........

[Einstein Noodle]

read this again ..the compression of so many feelings tihgtens my chest .. simply put .. this outpouring of what (i think) we are about .. life and love and pain .. go figure ;) ...and poets thrive on it eh!? love you bro!! really do .. Merry Christmas too! :)

[Einstein Noodle]

oops! tightens ....

[Chris]

Merry Christmas E.