That last line kept me coming back. Damn. Awesome work Jacob. I hope you're well.
Posted 4 Years Ago
4 Years Ago
thank you for your kind words, duff.
Yes, hanging in there...teaching remote, but with micros.. read morethank you for your kind words, duff.
Yes, hanging in there...teaching remote, but with microsoft teams so I can virtually be with my students...as close to being in the classroom as we can get...so I am grateful for that...
j.
This poem heads into pure surrealism. I like how you're being honest with the title of this poem... Only what I made of it. The reader gets an idea this is about a special moment of love in a poet's life, an out-of-world experience.
The feelings, sounds and visuals this poem invokes are so mild and soft and soothing, it all seems beautiful. "I kissed the fragrance of you" as if the subject is so special their illusory presence can be fallen in love with too.
"Quarters gave way to halves" shows everything found their better halves and united into a couple, presenting us an environment of harmony.
Feelings very invoked with limited words, that's appreciable :)
So very romantic and dreamy! "The soft glow of your voice"....ahhhh, yes. Liked this one a lot. Lydi**
Posted 4 Years Ago
4 Years Ago
Thank you Lydi...this poem is more like you than it is me...
those romantic musings don't fin.. read moreThank you Lydi...this poem is more like you than it is me...
those romantic musings don't find me that often.
j.
4 Years Ago
But when the romantic muse strikes, it strikes so well! :)
Ah! very well. I like the feel of this poem - soft, smooth and full of life.
Voice, hair, fragrance, touch - all of it, there's everything here we would want to experience.
Enjoyed reading it, Thanks j.
In love I believe one wants to experience every aspect of a loved one in every possible way and it is from this yearning deep down that these words of your poetry stem. Its a longing to have all of them with all your senses. So you can see the softly glowing voice, hear the hair flying about and kiss the scent. There is nothing left to not touch or feel. I think that is the way love must feel. Thank you.
Jacob, I had to read this a couple of times to realize that you are mixing up the senses to create a lovely flow of words, and quite romantic too. And, even though you cleverly mixed them up it still reads very well. It's like throwing the dice and whatever comes up is the winner, or mixing pastry with weird ingredients....it might just turn out right. Well done, Fondly, Betty
Posted 4 Years Ago
4 Years Ago
i love mixing weird ingredients...and appreciate you partaking...thank you, Betty,
j.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..