Unanswered Questions

Your silence
louder than noise

Where'd you go?

Your touch
cold as liquid helium

Why'd you leave?

Your eyes
penetrating as trauma

Where'd you go?

Your appearance
vanishing as a ghost

Why'd you leave?

Your mouth
echoing voices in my ear

Where'd you go?

Your memory
eternal as salvation

Stay with me

Reviews

[Mark]

I'm with Pax on this: I can't tell which is your greater fear--to have him gone and to be alone again, or to have him back, along with his unquestionable faults. Any piece of writing this terse that can elicit that much thinking must be rated effective!

[Pax Analog]

An eerie evocation. Knowing some of your other poems, this one walks a hi-wire between love-desire, & the memory of hated transgression ("Your touch/cold as liquid helium. . .Your eyes/penetrating as trauma").

Edgy vanishing act of the mysterious lover haunts. Like mortality. Like the enigma of our days.

[M.a. Benjamin]

Interesting. I could see this being lyrics to a song.

[bob, small b. aka invs]

very nice style and flow. sometimes the way something is said holds as much meaning as the words themselves. i think that's the case here. stark, simple, and well executed.

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

I like this flow of this poem. Sometimes there just isn't an answer....

[Kitty]

I love this piece Jenn.
It conveys so much pain and emptiness in between these chosen words. There are times in life when someone leaves our lives and they give us instead of their presence, a deep gash in our hearts where they belonged instead. Soul ties are so strong. I love this. This is straight from the heart.

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

"Your silence, louder than noise..." I love that!! Many times when men ignore me, or are silent, sometimes my mind and thoughts get so loud I'm screaming, in my own head! lol. Beautiful poem! I had to favorite this one. You are definitely writing some great words lately. As always.

[Bennett Logan]

I like the sparseness of this poem. Very ghostly. It's a question without an answer, a statement, and an observation wrapped up in one fleeting package. The narrator starts out overwhelmed, progresses into fear, but then accepts his/her resolve to accept the situation as it is. This is a complete poem with a clear beginning, middle, and end. Thanks for sending this my way! Really good stuff!

[Just Charles]

Nice poem. Seems a bit racy though when it is read. I'm having a little trouble with this stanza "Your eyes
penetrating as trauma."

Could you explain its meaning please?

[Kelley]

This was cool and I like the way it flowed.
Kind of sad but still a great poem.

Kelley