Prose in February

Everytime we cross paths,
it's like time stands still
I know you realize my intentions are pure
Soul spirits
Searching for a reason to believe again
To feel again
We dream of a world where we can love freely
For so long I was misguided
Then you came along
You gave me a new desire
A will to live...
Hopefully one day,
I can reciprocate this gift
Now my heart no longer races.
But a perfect rhythm
like gentle rain on a window.
I feel harmony  
so I no longer deal with my wicked anxiety.
these are just words that are true, so real.
Cause a day without you,
is like a thousand years gone by
searching and longing,
faced with the memories
As nights turn into day
Moonlight till morning sun

Author's Note

Wrote this in February. Hence the title.

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Lovely soliloquy to your love and muse. Eloquent, honest, touchingly personal words.
Love the style of first-person conversation. Inspiring, uplifting. Kudos!

[Daz]

Thank you for the r&r. This is probably my most edited writing on this site. I even changed the initial title. I love your interpretations. It's made me look at it in a new way. Thanks again, Annette.

[barleygirl]

This feels like a playful & heartfelt message to one's beloved . . . many of your ideas are stated in generalities ("you gave me a new desire") so we don't exactly PICTURE this scene with you. Altho your poem is fine the way it is, I just have a personal preference for using more details & more vivid imagery that includes the senses -- take me on a journey so I can see, hear, feel, smell, & taste what you are experiencing. This isn't a requirement, but it just makes for memorable writing. Your poem is much more compelling & interesting when I got to this part: "Now my heart no longer races . . . " on thru to the end. This is where you are being more specific so I can actually imagine how it feels for you.

[A.L.]

A wonderful gift, a wish to return the favor and a longing for forever. Nice read, good job Remi.

[A.L.]

All writers feel this way about their work. If we did not, then we would not push ourselves to reach higher goals. Stay humble, it's good. If you feel it is not your best, then write to me what you think is your most grand. Plus, life experience grows our span of what we can write about.

[Daz]

Hey I appreciate the feedback. It's always nice to hear anothers opinion. And you write very well yourself. I've read a couple of yours... very impressive. You have a certain style like you've been writing for a long time. Your right about life experience but one also needs the skill to be able to express them. And for me there's a way I feel poetry should sound. I look forward to sharing more with you. Don't be a stranger ok..

[Daz]

Unless it's just free verse or what do they call it? Stream of consciousness? Where you basically just pour out what your feeling at the moment. Then it doesnt really matter so much about format i guess. Some poets are so skilled they write about anything and your just completely blown away.. For me It's comfortable to share love and relationship type works...but the other issues like what's going on around me, and just how feel about current events etc you never know how it's gonna be received by readers. What are some of the things you do for inspiration when you feel stuck?(if you ever do). I'm curious to know..

[A.L.]

Well thank you for your kind words. I'm honored. I won't be a stranger, if I enjoy something I make it known don't worry.

Writing is about expressing your thoughts, views, feelings, etc. It doesn't matter how the readers take it. You aren't writing for them but for yourself. It's the one place you can type what you really think and it's completely fine. I think your work would be even better if you weren't concerned with being judged by others. If you let go of that, I can only imagine how much you would skyrocket.

Struggling for inspiration? Here's what I say. If you want something you never had, you must do something you've never done before. So, change up your scene, do something you've never experienced, put your heart on the line and then write about the aftermath. There's numerous things to do about writer's block. But sitting around and complaining about it won't change anything, trust me hah.

Never keep anything to yourself. Think of this site as a way to rant about anything and everything without hesitation. No one knows you personally and this is a way for you to say things you wish you could say in real life but never can.

[Daz]

That's true. I see you live in Texas? What city?

[A.L.]

Sweet, not too far from me! I'm in a small town because I don't prefer the chaos of the city.

[Daz]

Yeah i understand the perks of living away from citt but houston is not so bad for a major city tho.

[A.L.]

True, it's not too bad but there's things I don't wish to compromise on. Traffic for none, sparkling towers for towering trees, seclusion for southern hospitality or bright nights for blackness sprinkled with stars.

Called me crazy.

[Daz]

Out here you can almost never seen the stars in the sky. I know exactly what you mean.

[A.L.]

And to me that's sad. So many are busy and caught up in all the lights that they forget the beauty in small things. A sweet kiss, the twinkling stars, the diamonds on the water. I wish more would stop to cherish things. What's the rush?

[Daz]

Well at least for now we haven't run out of such places like you mention. Sometimes we can't help where life takes us. It's nice to have a choice.

[A.L.]

There's freedom in choosing. J
ust find those little things wherever life takes you Remi.