Calling

Bleeding hearts ricochet through the forest,

with cries and begs and pleads for morning.

The piercing chills crumble through porous screams,

your voice is all I hear in the clapping of the leaves.

I search for you, groping the soupy muds under my toes,

calling your name, my own vocalization bestows.

The thirsty winds deceive me, tapering off through the trees,

As I beg and plead of the others, please,

You must stop flirting with the melodies.

I choke a cry, one last cry you may ever hear,

the syllables of your name strengthening in a soothing, yet painful note of grace.

Reviews

[Ashley]

Beautiful

[Coyote Poetry]

"The thirsty winds deceive me, tapering off through the trees,
As I beg and plead of the others, please,
You must stop flirting with the melodies."
A powerful poem with a very good story. A very strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[White Ink]

Loved the last two lines... and all your sad touching imagery.. very well written.

[sarah]

This is so sad :-(

[Murtuza]

Amazing emotions shown here. I love the lines-

"The thirsty winds deceive me, tapering off through the trees,
As I beg and plead of the others, please,
You must stop flirting with the melodies."
Nice read!

[Ravyne Hawke]

Such a powerful poem of longing, despair, need.. I like that I cannot quite tell who is searching for whom, but the sadness is there all the same. Excellent write! Your work is just so incredible.

[Just Me]

Wow that was cool (when I say cool I mean chilling or cold kinda I guess). It was really inspiring. Wonderfully written. Loved it.

[HopelesslyDevoted]

a chilling yet inspiring tale! wonderful poem!

[Kiri Nells]

I love this poem! It has this feel to it, I'm not sure what I would call it, but it's truthful and well written! Great write!