WORDUP

WORDUP

A Poem by redzone

WORDUP
So I say, word.
Wordup, it’s my turn to converse,
to turn you from my heart.
Baby, can you dig?
I need your words,
your smile,
your visions of what art is.
Word. 
 What else can I say?
Words lay at your feet,
they rise and fall
to your orgasmic beat.
Your words:
they smell of night when the moon is full
and taste like 
skin bathed in the skies
where condors once soared
and whose wings made the valley winds
alive with rainforest hues
as seen thru your morning eyes.
Wordup interplay
crashes thru my mind.
So I say, word
its my turn to converse,
to turn you from my heart.
Baby can you dig?
The words I need
will never come,
have dried up
from my mind, 
even the ones found once in
Nerudian images like:
“and I, tiny being,
drunk with the great starry 
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss.
I wheeled with the stars.
My heart broke loose with the wind.”
Wordup,
the mystery is you.
And you my mystere, 
are the wind I dance to. 
Wordup baby.
Can you dig?
(Note: the quoted lines are from a Pablo Neruda poem called “Poetry”.
~~redzone~~

© 2014 redzone


Author's Note

redzone
thanks for reading... no psycho romance but romance as we dance... oh baby word up...


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very interesting poem! Love the mysterious hint

Posted 10 Years Ago


i like the way you mixed your words with Pablo's...nicely done...a poet finds that sooner or later it is his or her challenge.."wordup!"

to need someone else's words...for sustenance...a poet's dream.

Posted 10 Years Ago


redzone

10 Years Ago

And Jacob, there is none better than Neruda.. thanks Jacob for stopping by and for your words.. inde.. read more
"I wheeled with the stars.

My heart broke loose with the wind.”




Wordup,

the mystery is you.

And you my mystere,

are the wind I dance to.




Wordup baby."

I love how you wheeled and dealed the stars along with your beloved. Nerudian images within the redzone...Bravo

Posted 10 Years Ago


redzone

10 Years Ago

Neruda, one of my favorite poets.. thanks Sami, I always appreciate your reviews...
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

Yep. You are welcome...:)................
I'm liking this one, dude, this was fandabbydoo. I loved this one, you're on a roll with these poems.

Amazeballzzz!

Posted 10 Years Ago


s y e

10 Years Ago

Good. I like you then. We can be friends!!
redzone

10 Years Ago

too late noodlebumble, we are friends whether you like me or not... oh well... sorry to be the one t.. read more
s y e

10 Years Ago

Oh very funny, I don't mind being your friend, you appreciate my WORDS. ;-) LOL!
A bit o'sass with mystery in the air....I'm definitely dancing to the beat...wordup, you're too school for cool hon. Raise your glass with me, lovin' the heat. ;)

Posted 10 Years Ago


redzone

10 Years Ago

as am I Frieda... seems like men like to torture woman and then call it love or beauty...
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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

You know what they say luv...Behind every cranky b***h, is the dumb b*****d who made her that way. ;.. read more
redzone

10 Years Ago

you forgot to add, and deserving of every "b-word" thing done to him.. women can be cranky, even mea.. read more

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