Variations of a Similar Idea

This is a poem that has a few different versions. I wrote the original and my boyfriend and I edited it together and came up with some good stuff. :) See if you can guess which one is mine haha.

I am the pebbles

              in the bottom

of your brain.

I am the breeze

          floating

             flying

   d  r  i  f  t  i  n  g

through the technicolor ribbons

      of my hair.

I am the soft whirring

       in the stroke of a

    bird's wings.

I am tiny dancing diamonds

  c  a  s  c  a  d  i  n  g

from the rays of a

         blinding white sun.

I am a stroke

      in the pencil of your

  silent

      shadowy muse.

I am the steady

             or quickening

  rhythm of your beating heart

    deep inside where your

               secrets hide.

I am the soft touches

   in the nape of your neck

    nick of your spine

     corners of your expectant

                                lips.

I am the fingers wrapped in your hair

     and the tingling trail

   where I've visited-

          inhabited-

    your skin.

I am the pattern of

   in hale    ex hale

     breathing and the

     dreams you chase

    as you drift slowly

      gently calmly

             to sleep.

I am satisfaction, comfort, happiness, companionship.

                               "I love you," she said. "I am not afraid."

 

I'm the pebbles

in your

fish-tank brain.

The main stroke

of your pen.

Your everyday muse.

I'm the blushing touches

in the nape of your neck

the spot on the knick of your spine.

The fingers walking

a tingling trail where I've

traced your skin.

 

I'm the bumping calamity

neighbors hear next door

the stains on your sheets

and the clothes on the floor.

I'm the reason you

dont' sleep anymore.

 

 

Author's Note

This is a poem that has a few different versions. I wrote the original and my boyfriend and I edited it together and came up with some good stuff. :)

Reviews

[Lee E. Powell]

You're going to make me like poetry, arn't ya? I don't like sappy poems and this one is far from sappy clithe`. I've only read two of your pieces and I think I'm going to like your style. this one read so easily and while reading it, i can't help but wonder what is going through your mind when you come up with some of these lines.

"I am the pebbles
in the bottom
of your brain." ...These first lines pulled me in!

[~angelalala~]

an amazing poem. the words, the flow, the way its laid out, its almost whimsical, enchanting. "I am tiny dancing diamonds

c a s c a d i n g

from the rays of a

blinding white sun." i love all of these lines, so deep & thought-provoking. everything about this poem is amazing. another going in my favorites. a truly beautiful write.