Jade Monster

Why, when I did not own you

do I want to knock this crown from atop her head

tare the protective robe from her shoulders

revealing her as a teetering child

who could neither earn your affection

nor fathom your depth?

Why, when I never really knew you

do I feel this violation of right, of dominion

of hope?

How could I hold so tightly

to a dream I never wished

would come true,

never uttering desire

except in the quiet dark

of my own mind?

And yet, I know you heard me...

You were to sit on my shelf

and nothing more

to quietly wait for me to pick you up

and rub your lamp for luck

give me wishes of fire

and gypsum.

Yet how did you wander so readily

into my waking world

and demand that I see

how utterly

I am unable to fathom

all of this...

without you?

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

I got it! I got it! Infatuation? It can't be a crazy word, 'cause in a poem it sounds beautiful and yet is goes unreceived as if the other one that is involved knows nothing of this self-awareness process being explored. It's fun to read a poem like it's a story, and when you finish a story that still allows for the imagination to carry the memory further..... that's pretty cool!! The poem feels like the chemical makeup of how it feels when relationships start with anyone. : ) xoxo -Mark

[Bare trees]

You have such a talent at expressing ideas and concepts. I can identify with this because I've been there in the same seat of observation when it comes to woman. I see them with someone I can't relate to at all mentally and even though I may not know them--with exception of a few fantasies or daydreams--I can't figure them out. Yet there is a small longing there, A faint desire that may never see past the occasional hello. Strange!

You're very talented. Keep writing.