For you Each minute lives All seconds counted, still Through faith, I've followed .. I Stars I've counted, wished upon ..say I do, I By Heaven's will; counted my luck need you, just And thunderbolts , bewildered me complete me! In awe by dreams have struck, my ................ Journey is to find you, be ... you ........... Are my maker of sweet dreams ...... In random search I seek to .. See ... no hate but kindness . Blush in glee, for you . Life happened, all . In lieu, for You . I am, be . Just . Free . Me .
I love the format of this poem. I really think it gives the poem a little something extra. (It must have taken forever to perfect it). I agree Valentine's Day should be every day but unfortunatley the realities of life sometimes over take the romantic fairy tales. Another greta piece.
It's a given that the form is poetry to the eye and is, to say the least, perfectly amazing. It's also a given that people will intuitively read into this poem their own interpretations based upon their own life experiences. As for me, I have always felt that true love filled the heart to overflowing. It makes the heart swell beyond its bounds, as though it cannot be contained within the chest which hides it. So, visually speaking for me, I love the fact that the left side (your side) of the heart is suffused with love for the other. The thread that binds the two is like the secret hope, the wish, the longing that the other will make you whole. The heart can be as heavy as a fruit that no tree can bear; and at times, can be lighter than air.
I appreciate the form that you've given to your poem. It speaks volumes about the time and effort that you've put into your work, and the content is equally scintillating.
Linda Marie
Posted 14 Years Ago
The search for love is heart-wrenching.
Love is dangerous, though.
what a sweetness ...you played a game of whistling; and your heart waited all day and night; for the girl of your dreams to say, "I love you"; to jump infinite feet far from its imprisoned chest, to be profoundly bond with the chords of your love; the chords of romance… sweet this drop form, too.
Amazing format. This is really a different piece, pure orginal. Each writing I read from you- I always think "AH! This one is my favorite now!" But then I get another request and that one is my favorite. You have such talent, I hope you know that.
"Whoa!! AWESOME!! A heart that is a balloon at the same, and then it's a heart that has a balloon attached to it, a heart that's trying to reach the sky, a poet's, a dreamer's heart."
Is what I said to myself when this pictorial image poem flashed on my screen. And the second thought that I had was... This is a flashback to the Modern era and Postmodernism. And now we're living in the times of the Iconic Turn, which might prove itself to be the next big movement after postmodernism, well that's what I think at least, I'm glad you're taking part in it.
Ok, so let me read this poem now.
For you I say I do. (I connect things with a purpose in my back pocket though, bear with me, that's what you get for having me read this ;) What a beautiful thought.
And then... You could go on like this... For you, I say I do, Each minute lives, All seconds counted, (still)... -pause- ... Through faith I've followed, Stars I've counted (say I do, I need you). It's like a plea to love or the person you love to me. Strong and yet heartbreaking at the same time.
So the visual form of this supports the poem nicely. And I could spend so much time on connecting words differently here, you really hit a jackpot, created something that is so dynamic in the world of literature as well as pictures, I might have to try my hands at creating one of these myself too now.
* You will either love me, or hate me. Love, being the cataclysmic, overwhelming abundance of passion, hope and enduring. I am not for the fain of heart.
Real, daring, blunt .. human.
I am..in a.. more..