The Psychic

The Psychic

A Poem by Sel Whiteley

For you, I've drawn each floral pillar of the Taj Mahal,
will paint the picture white, such slow work,
intricately made as these two friendship bracelets,
as our camaraderie, evolved across a decade.
You advised that I return again to those outlets, I love,
to my writing, another channel for the investment
of my too intense feeling so this afternoon I wrote
and ink came to stain my heart with clarity.
Mistakes were absorbed into the blotting paper
inches beyond thought as you said they would be
and the rain, as you predicted, was only a shower.




© 2011 Sel Whiteley


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Oh Sel, such passion and serenity in your writing, quite, quite unique. And glorious.

Posted 13 Years Ago


you know, we both paint portraits . . . yours are so much taller . . . there are a couple of little things that I see

I've drawn each floral pillar {of} the Taj Mahal for you

maybe

and the rain, {you} predicted, was only a shower

the punctuation and spacing could probably use some polish. I still love this piece. Was just having a conversation with someone dear this morning about how he sees parts and pieces and not the whole picture.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Lovely, all of it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


your musings are infinitely amusing.. there is a resolute conviction in your moments of candor and the expressions are engaging in their ambiguity..

Posted 13 Years Ago


A very nice, no... excellent writing. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

Posted 13 Years Ago


I'm so glad your friend predicted ink. As always your special brain does so much for your special writings. The flow of your thoughts keeps me riveted from start to end.

:-)

Posted 13 Years Ago


The way you write is eclectic & flowing, I lose myself inside the text (that is; in the best of ways, as in a dream). The images & described emotions flow over the reader so that something so personal can be read as a universal sentiment... recreating the Taj Mahal for somone... having ink stain the heart with clarity... This is some lovely poetry, mate.
(would 'bought' work better than 'brought'.. shouldn't matter much but somehow less ambiguous? sorry to be an arse-stickler) And, by the way *chips and mustard*?? That's just wrong!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Dregs darlin' (I'm so damned used to them) otherwise it's your usual take on reality painting pictures in my mind.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Seems like such a wondrously personal write... like sharing secrets for us to hear.. to know the bits but not the whole... I just love how it comes alive through your voice. Beautiful.

Posted 14 Years Ago


there is so often friendship in your lines . . . genuine and warm

don't stray too far from your writing . . . it is important

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Sel Whiteley

Toulouse, France



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