I Brushed My Hand Across What You Said

I brushed my hand across what you said
then remembered
the exact moment I discovered
my favorite hiding place
where my heart could take deep breaths
and move away from the shadows
speaking as echoes across my mind.
I could feel them move far, far away
from my beating heart
taking me to heights
where I could escape to a better place,
I thought I'd never find.

The deepest pain.....all the hurt I feel,
becomes trivial in this journey
where I define myself
and rises above my existence
here in the solitude
I find
within this hiding place.
Here, my heart becomes softly addicted
to leaving behind
the complications which cling
to the railings
of all my inspiration
when I attempt to write
the song of a nightingale
and every bad memory.........
erase.

Author's Note

*Artist Danielle Richard

Reviews

[Clockwork]

This poem is full of yearning to define the self and I think it accomplishes that. I think the most poet idea in this poem comes in these lines: "when I attempt to write/the song of a nightingale." I think they would make a great title for a new poem. They are really bold unique statements with a lot of meaning to them, and you could really take them anywhere. They are a whole poem in and of themselves.

[An owl on the moon]

Your writings are breathtakingly extravagant, dear Neva... I do believe an entire universe of words must flow like rivers through your mind and heart... Powerfully profound and moving always... The eternal sunshine of the spotless mind...

[Dream Weaver]

Two thumbs up young lady, very powerful indeed!

[nathan]

You still keep leaving me speechless

[Coyote Poetry]

I have used solitude to regain my mind. I believe best to fix your own problems. I like the thoughts and logic of the poem. I did like the ending a lot. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Draven]

Extravegant work. This is wonderful.

[Ruth]

Wonderful love! All the pain in the world can sting and transform but knowing we have an internal coping mechanism to meditate on is a liberating thing...
That place is there for us all, should we delve deep enough...
A beautiful poem, as always, you leave thoughts poised in my mind xoxo

[Kes]

This is really great. :)
Breathtaking.
K

[quinfinn]

as usual, the angels have filled your quill and counted on your heart for passion...mesmerizing

[Tarry Franck]

breathtaking - another brilliant piece :)