Fate and Infatuation

A little squishy Monday stuff....

A gift for you and the way you tell me I am whole and worthwhile, that smile penetrates
I adore the way you stretch to reach my thoughts instead of letting them come to you
I made a comment about the way a stray dog is singularly focused on finding food
You said that same dog would starve to death for just a little kindness and love, I smiled

It is in your nature to draw a blanket of comfort and desire about the shoulders of your love
Underneath that giving tree, the one by the lake where you look into the reflection to find your words
And they shine, oh God do they shine, I feel like I have a pocket full of new nickels, my coin collection
Every time I see your face it reminds me of the  bright lights on the midway and their illusory shimmer

I saw you for the first time and said hello
You looked at me and asked if I had a light
I carried your smile home and had dreams
And awoke to an understanding of fate and infatuation

Author's Note

Heavy sigh....

Reviews

[barleygirl]

WOW! WOW! And WOW! Blows my socks off! I see you're on a far wander & might not be answering promptly (no worries). Such seriousness is rarely seen from you, but much delighted in, as we gobble up your sweetness. Who wouldn't want to be the special lady you share your life with? I love how your sentiments are carefree & not crafted. This feels sensually organic. Very happy for you, since it seems pretty clear this is autobiographical! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

[Crowley]

Thanks Margie!!! Sitting in the lounge of the riverboat, Germany on one side of the Rhine and France on the other. Well, this one was not straight autobiographical, there are pieces in there I guess, but my mind works more like watching a movie, I love to stretch out an emotion, in my mind perfect casting, perfect lighting and the little things like asking for a light that makes it just real enough. As for as poetry or prose poetry, very little of mine is autobiographical except the baseline emotion. TMI I know. Love ya!!!!

[barleygirl]

Actually your delightful diatribe was sending me to rethink my own sexy poems (me shirking romance all my life, so no fodder there) . . . how can we NOT embellish? That's why I sometimes prefer a poem to a photo, becuz there are so many more ways to remember! Have fun! Thanks for sharing pics *smile*

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think a lot of people would starve to death for some affection...
it's a shame these days that people have to choose between getting needed medicine and eating.

but wow...perhaps i would give up both of those for some affection...yes, i would.

i really like your line about carrying the smile home...
nice stuff, Crowley...
j.

[Crowley]

Thanks Jacob!!!! I appreciate the review and the kind words. Happy Monday!!

[Neville]

dont it just happen like that every so often... thanks for reminding me there is still some time left and therefore, hope :)

[Crowley]

Always hope....always.

[Neville]

I so hope so, so I do... :)

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Wow awesome how you describe the feelings, all bright and fantastic. ESP liked the line, 'stretch to reach my thoughts ' , clever. Kudos fir this great poem.


Plz Pleez do comment/review my newest poem too

[Crowley]

Sorry for the terribly late response, been away for a bit, but I will be sure and go review and thank you for yours!

[andrew mitchell]

A great write,a gem to read, love the narrative style and how the imagery and the emotions leap out the page. I like how the minds connect as one on reading.

[Crowley]

Thank you Andrew, sorry for replying so late, I have been away from the writing for a bit so am trying to catch up. You made my morning!

[Rye]

Love your last stanza, This is very creative and so well written...
enjoyed this

[Crowley]

Thanks luv!!! I appreciate the stop and the read! Hope your Monday is going well!

[Rye]

not too bad just freezing here. Hope yours is going good

[Robert Trakofler]

Boom BOOM BOOM Crowley! Drank this delicious right up YUM. what a light you have in those words good sir!

[Crowley]

Thanks and love those glasses...downright poetic I think. Have a great week!!!

[Kelly Scheppers]

How can one not feel immersed when reading this? You exude a heavy sigh from me, every time. Happy new year, my friend!

[Crowley]

And to you. Sorry saw this so late. Those heavy sighs make me want to say "is there something I can do?" I am very in tune to heavy sighs...not sure why..lol.

[Kelly Scheppers]

...those sighs do say it all, without words. No apology needed...we're friends!

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

First verse snared me Crowley- a poetic description of a soulmate, of love as it should be. Your purity of imagery -Joyful, childlike, celebratory,ardent- the “ infatuation” of love-with love...A million fireworks seen in the depths of an eye. This is the beginning of it all written lyrically, poignantly in the authentic stream of consciousness delivery that it comes with. I know you have been there my friend, as have I. Brilliant write.

[Crowley]

Thanks APH!!!! You always know the right things to say...its why I adore you, well that and you're writing, and the pic of that awesome puppy in your profile!!!

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Awww, thank you- we adore you too Crowley!!xo

[Coyote Poetry]

Fate and infatuation. A dangerous dance.
"I carried your smile home and had dreams
And awoke to an understanding of fate and infatuation"
Woman control all things, maybe, men are like dogs begging for a bone. I enjoyed these words my friend. Made me think this evening.
Coyote

[Crowley]

Ha...yeah you hit the nail on the head as you always do. Thanks for the read friend!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.