An Exercise on the In-Take of Oxygen

An Exercise on the In-Take of Oxygen

A Poem by Angelheaded Hipster
"

Breathe, speak, release...

"

Stretching out

the in-hal-at-ions

over the wire

lowering my guard,

my walls, inviting you

into my inner sanctuary.

 

It needs not be mentioned

I've said it before

It's not the words,

though you leave me

dangling on your lips,

it's the rhythm, natural

like bre-ath-ing

whispering our secrets

into the skies,

let the heavens keep

what they hear

to themselves.

 

To be selfish for such

moments in life

is desired,

there are times when

such shared secrets

don't need to be revealed

till the very end, with an almost

shy apology,

not shamed, no, not ever that.

 

There's something honest

in the actions I play

to in the humming

undertones to your grins,

your laughter.

 

Though I can never

know the honest truth,

I do know this.

 

I won't doubt your words,

nor deeds.

I can hear the strength

of your feelings

which sends me

to peaceful slumbers

with smiles,

and your name playing

out on my

ex-hal-at-ions.

© 2010 Angelheaded Hipster


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lovely and a very modern/graceful way of inhaling and exhaling the words/feelings/life of this poem. Marvelous.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this. Totally. I love the way you have used the extension on the type of the words to slow it down. And, Amber, I had a huge smile on my face each time I finished these words. It is like a whisper you want to hear before bed time. Perfect.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Angelheaded Hipster
Angelheaded Hipster

My name is Amber....my friends call me.....Amber, GA



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