Xerox Clone

'Reflective Xerox'

You're staring at me
             but you don't see
you're here with me
yet blind as
    monotone obscurity
I rest my soul
upon your elbow
as you prop it
         on my heart

I fluttered by
          your pursed lips,
        your gulping dialogue
           devours me
      what of the light fails
          to engulf lucidity
 only sheer ambiguity

I am not an enigma
 with my relish worn open
you slam the door
 on sensitivity
 and any inclination
deep within your frozen posture

    I thought i heard a sigh
could have been the flapping
 of butterfly wings
escaping from frigid
              implacable vessels
I bore my own effects
             and obstructions whilst

I fell into
 your unappeasable eyes
                without protection,
with an insatiable hunger
          for enkindled unions

Your view mirrored
              a parallel self
yet they were slated orbs
                    of tarnished dust
   unwilling in malcontent
 to square
              an act of trust
seethed within
            a leap of faith

Reviews

[Kaylor Mason]

Unfortunately there are too many guys like the one you describe here. I sometimes think the true reason for the lack of love in this world is that men and women are so afraid of love that they let the best years of their lives go by in hiding . . . and when they realize their mistake, it's too late. I love your imagery here--you knew what you were talking about

[Frieda P]

I will agree with you there, we all come with so much baggage and fear, that's what I was trying to say, some will take another chance, then there are those that live in fear of connection forever. Thanks Kailor.

[Lover Of Words]

This is incredable! Loved it!

[Frieda P]

Thanks Kelsey.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I could see this poem a couple ways... I see a bit of the what comes around goes around, or it could also go as a person being enlightened by something they never believed in before. Great poem either way.

[Frieda P]

Interesting Dale, glad you read into it...thanks so much.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

My pleasure young lady.

[Baby Ricochet]

Yep yep. Remorse. Good write

[Frieda P]

That and more, yep. Thanks Baby.

[Ken Simm.]

I see a rich mixture of regret here. Rich in the way it is written. Strong in its composition. Artful in its questioning.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Ken, love your review.

[LA Lorena]

When one is full of so many questions and posesses so few answers it becomes obvious that they are indulging in a fool's folly. The leap of faith needs become a big jump to freedom.

[Frieda P]

That's me #1 fool, I'm still president of the I Never Learn club....thanks LA.

[Corset]

I loved the first stanza, sometimes people see a lot more than one gives away, if one feels the need to clone they must do so for a reason, it's out of respect for that reason we do not point and say oh, I know you, these are your faults """""""""""" , sometimes people just don't really WANT to know what is going on behind the mask, or sometimes they are content to have your elbow close by as you might and only can give it.

[Frieda P]

Rater intriguing thoughts Corset, I'm gonna ponder those for a good while!

[Jack...]

Another thought provoking and question raising work of art. I swear I do not know how you do it. You obviosly dig deep and release this which has built up inside of you. It seems that not a day does pass that I don't find an amazing work by your hand on this site. What drives you? Where does your inspiration come from? It is as if you can just pick a handful of words out of the sky and set them in a pattern that is at times instense and others sweet and fluid. Frieda, my dear poetress, you do amaze me and I don't amaze easy.

You give good amaze.

[Frieda P]

Ha I love how you read me Jack, yes I'm a volcanic eruption every time I release one of these numbers. Thanks, as always I'm humbled by your caring responses...ha love that last line!! ;-)

[Pete Langley]

Blood out of a stone comes to mind, Freda. So often we try to ellicit a real response from things, images - and people - to affirm our own thoughts and feelings. Your command of language conjures, for me, a marvellous piece of `frustration` poetry, woven full of fire.
I love it. P.

[Frieda P]

Exactly right! What I see in other people I see in myself, but some just won't budge and take another shot at it....thanks so much for reading me Pete.

[Pete Langley]

My pleasure, love (forgive,please - this is a common Cockney greeting!)

[Frieda P]

No apologies necessary...I know it well, thanks again! :-)

[Jibey]

I like the idea of attributing human thoughts and feelings to inanimate objects and this worked very well, using the features of a copier to write of a one-way relationship, a trust that worked like a mechanical contract without the flesh and blood of true arousal.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Jibey, I actually had a different title but then I thought it a good idea to go with someone cold and hard.

[Jibey]

Mmm.. I suppose it can be less complicated to keep emotion out of it... :-)

[Frieda P]

Ha then we're back to the purple vibrators again.... ;-)

[Jibey]

Certainly some men must be less satisfying than a vibrator - and more complicated, for sure... We need such a lot of stroking... :-)

[Frieda P]

I certainly won't argue that point with you! ;-)

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem my Poet friend. A intense journey into thoughts and action. Each set of lines made me ponder and think. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks John, if it made your ponder, I'm one happy poet!