FAP #2: The Space Between

... a series of scattered thoughts...

The Space Between: FAP #2

There is space between space;

time between time

where all is real

and fantasy.

Perhaps,

you could call it

illusion’s

illusion.

Or even

reality’s

reality

since it is here

where stars become dreams

and dreams become

the stars

giving hope

to the night sky.

It is here

where I first saw you;

dark hair blowing,

brown eyes glimmering

as you rode the comet

leaving pieces of your

words in anguished poems

to float

and smear themselves

across my page.

But in the space

between space,

between the illusion’d reality

of your beating heart,

were words of magic

swinging from chandeliers,

dancing with gypsy abandonments

and filled with jasmine flavor’d excitements.

~~~~

It was tasting this jasmine,

I wanted to,

foolishly

I might add,

hold your hand,

walk with you through a

Springtime park,

kiss you on a sun warmed beach,

dance naked with you 

on the notes

of a Dax Johnson melody.

I wanted to pull you from 

the horrors of 

time between time

and into a safe space.

HA!

Talk about illusion’d illusions.

No one can escape

their space between space.

It defines who they are!

You can only hope

that these spaces-

mine and yours-

touch, overlap

in ways that allow for the time

to know and share

with each other

the magic of chandelier dancing,

of tasting exotic gypsy abandonments,

of holding hands

while smiling into each other’s eyes;

and of savoring

each passion’d kiss.

~~~~

It is only in

recognizing these spaces

that time and space

can disappear;

to say you have loved

and been loved.

And here,

where love can live again.

~~redzone 11.26.14 

Reviews

[willweb]

I can relate to this Redzone in many ways. I find much meaning in these words and understand...if that means anything at all. I really enjoyed this today.

[redzone]

That you read, cool... that you found meaning, wonderfully cool... that you shared your thoughts, well that means alot. thanks Will

[Lyn Anderson]

I really wish Frieda were here to read these. I love this one.

[redzone]

Is it sheer folly to wish that somehow these poems reach her?? Absolutely, but where there are stars there are dreams and hope. My realistic wish is more simple, that they might bring a smile to her face and a warmth in her hearts... that would make for a wonderful night sky

[redzone]

night sky display...

[Pryde Foltz]

A true work of art, Curt. You meld the physical, meta-physical and the romantic in a very exciting way. Truly great write.

But psst … my hair is read and my eyes blue;)

[redzone]

OMG(gosh) Pryde I do believe you are flirting with me.. tempting and flirting, "read" hair and blue eyes, am I in trouble Pryde?? lol So glad you found the romance in the metaphysical.... sometimes I think that's the only place where it exists... a place called "Fantasyland".. anyway, thanks and also for the flirt!!

[Pryde Foltz]

You may be onto something there … but there is the hormones and electrical impulse thing as well. Romantic love is a mixture of thought and biology.

[redzone]

True enough,been lots written on why we fall in love with those we do.. and they are all in the dark... a mix, yes, but I think there is the attraction, but it is the conscious decision to pursue that allows for the mix to mix if you will... not to mention it must be mutual... it's a wonder we have made it beyond the Savannah of Africa!!

[Sami Khalil]

Series of wonderful stanzas, each has their depth and breadth of thoughts. I like the concept of space between space and time between time. You are a very mature poet.. Excellent...:).......

[redzone]

"mature".. hmmm Sami are you calling me "old"??? lol.. hahaha.. no worries, I am old, but I appreciate that you enjoyed the space between space and took the time. between time to wander around in this poem.. your comments are always welcomed and insightful, and thanks for the "mature" as well... since most tell me to grow up!! as if I would ever...

[Sami Khalil]

Hahaha. Mature as in wisdom and knowledge of life and its ups and downs. A compliment indeed. You are welcome...:).........................