The Most Tiring Thing

The Most Tiring Thing

A Poem by Anna

I could fall in love with your absence,
I could dance with the ghost of your presence.
I could live the life of a vagrant's silence,
I could bathe in a waterfall of ignorance.


I do not hate you but I do not like you,
in a way so very hard to explain.
It is the feeling of a desert,
waiting eighteen years for it to rain;
but the shower comes down so quickly,
I cannot taste it before it is gone again.
You are the sun that dries the dirt,
the reason for my burning grain.


And I could fall in love with joyance,
I could dance with my own stormy essence.
I could live by morals beyond your hinderance,
I could bathe in a garden of my conscience.

© 2017 Anna


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I am so impressed by "The Most Tiring Thing", that I find it difficult to critique it properly. There is so much maturity, insight and quality verse, that I am quite literally blown away with it. You remind me of Emily Dickinson in so many ways. There is a quiet thrust to your verbal surgery; crafting subtle feelings from a mature, thoughtful heart.

Love,
Dad

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Wonderful use of wAnd I could fall in love with joyance,
"I could dance with my own stormy essence.
I could live by morals beyond your hinderance,
I could bathe in a garden of my conscience.ords shared."
I do l;ike the above lines. Thank you Anna for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 6 Years Ago


I am so impressed by "The Most Tiring Thing", that I find it difficult to critique it properly. There is so much maturity, insight and quality verse, that I am quite literally blown away with it. You remind me of Emily Dickinson in so many ways. There is a quiet thrust to your verbal surgery; crafting subtle feelings from a mature, thoughtful heart.

Love,
Dad

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You really are a special writer I admire.
The repeating rhymes make this flow just right for me.

The theme is almost elusive but the feeling that he has become...perhaps overbearing in his needs and a hinderance is there.

I feel the confining, or cramped undertones throughout the second verse. The fact that she can't really quite put it into words might mean it is not just him, but something in her she has not come to an agreement with yet. As though strands of her youth still hang on and are not ready to let go yet.

I wish I could say more but, my words aren't enough as of late.

I love your writing. :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


The perplexed essence of love and its side-effects. Let's all crave for that unconditional love so that we all can be free. Thanks for sharing

Posted 7 Years Ago


WOW! I had to let it all sink in before reviewing.
I really dig this :
"I could fall in love with your absence,
I could dance with the ghost of your presence.
I could live the life of a vagrant's silence,
I could bathe in a waterfall of ignorance."
Something about it really makes me think. Like maybe it sounds like i have seen it before, (not really), Maybe I have felt it once upon a time. I have no idea but I really liked this! Thanks for sharing. Great work!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Ah! Your poems amaze always. The ideas are delivered beautifully and with such craft. One word: Splendid :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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