That moon
up there
paying me 1/16 of its
waning attention
ambivalently seducing
my once were
affections
confusing my
now are
intentions
seems to be
begging questions through
open toed
tall tales
And as she hints
at one final
wink
before fickle fumbling
the keys
to the jarred door
of my nowhere heart
i can just barely
make out
the stutter stammer
of my
just forget it
lips
jagged with exhausted intention
door half closed
question floating in
when that little moon
awoke still
in the faux
contented
squinting sky
i wonder
who questions murder
dripping disinterested
from the frigid lips
of another heartless
blood moon?
I love poems like this which rhyme and flow; seemingly effortless. It's like crafting a puzzle of word play and imagery yet, interpretation slides off the tongue so easily. I strive to write such things.
I love your style, it's so creative and ingenious. I like how you play with words and break rules (it's poetry – we can break rules!). The formatting was excellent, and I enjoyed the abrupt unexpected changes.
With your alliteration your words "fickle fumble" in my mind, like images on a washing line, in focus one moment and fading the next, causing me to be patient as they come back around. So far, I'm intrigued by your style, and impressed by it's pressing fragmented language.
i can just barely
make out
the stutter stammer
of my
just forget it
lips
jagged with exhausted intention
door half closed
question floating in
---these lines are amazing. The depth and honesty of emotion with which this is written is just superb. I guess you are finding some inspiration :)
What I liked about this one, aside from all the moon imagery (which I always find delicious in poetry), is the larger metaphor at work. We all have these thoughts, these "what if's" of existence, but we can't all convey them the way that you do here.
The last stanza was also fabulous as an ending...more moon imagery. Loved it.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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