So Very Much

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So Very Much

　

　　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

I knocked on the sky today,

and got an echo.

 

Did I ever tell you guys

that I’ve never even met

my soul?

 

I don’t even know

if it likes poetry or not,

let alone

deep fried pickles.

 

Or if like me

it also,

is afraid of the light.

 

Funny how people

are so afraid of dying

its really not all that rough,

hell,

I’ve done it a million times

already,

this month alone.

 

Yesterday,

I found a bunch of words

trapped in a blue bottle

so I popped the cork and took

a huge swig,

too big in fact,

right now they’re dribbling

down my chin.

 

I’ve never had a problem

helping people

and then expecting anything

back in return.

 

I’ve always felt that the second

you expect something back

it no longer becomes,

a gift,

it is now a job for payment,

of services rendered.

 

I guess its just in my nature.

 

What a nice guy I am,

huh?

 

I’m starting to think not so much,

that maybe all along it was just a

guise though,

this,

never needing anyone

for anything,

so that people wouldn’t realize

just how needy,

I actually am.

 

They say that not admitting it,

is one step,

before the first one.

 

Oh yeah,

and I think I need a stroll,

again.

 

You know, to get some

fresh error.

 

My hair’s been too neat lately anyway,

and my eyes,

their so wet

everything is starting too become

too clear.

 

I just need to lighten my head

a little,

it seems like its full of feathers,

made of lead.

 

Perhaps,

I’ll sit with a tree

and maybe, have a talk with a river,

or whittle down a cloud

into a handful

of wind.

 

It’s been awhile since I’ve been

adrift.

 

The last time I left here

I was gone for

two years.

 

but worry not,

please.

 

Last time

I didn’t have,

an everything,

to come back too.

 

Plus,

how can one ever get

found,

if they never,

are lost?

 

And remember,

you can never be lost

if you don’t have some kind

of underlying sense,

of where home is

or at least,

where you want it to be.

 

It’s just that I’ve got some,

sorting out to do.

 

Hell, its all gone by so fast,

I’ve still got chapters of my life,

I haven’t even

read yet.

 

I’ll be back.

 

I’ll be back because,

I want to walk in the rain, not just, get wet.

 

So please,

don’t be sad.

 

Yes,

we’re two shores

of the same ocean,

but,

our waves always

will meet in the middle dream

of closed eyes.

 

Its just that my heart came

without any instructions

and so,

I just need to figure out

what’s wrong with it,

why it keeps feeling

like its going to

explode

and then collapse

into some kind of

finale

of beginning.

 

Not to mention,

I’m tired of living in the dark

of my own shadow.

 

I have to find this thing

called courage

to finally be able to give

myself

into the new world

of discovery

I’ve found.

 

And yet,

maybe it is our own doubts

and confusion

that mark what it means

to be human.

 

Hey guys, help yourself to the brew

in my fridge,

no use good suds going to waste

right?

 

Oh yeah,

and do me a, huge favor

will you?

 

Whether I’m gone for five minutes,

or five lifetimes

be nice to my cat

and throw him a scrap now and again

okay?

 

Oh scratch that last part,

He’s not even real.

 

Maybe that’s why me and him

always got along so well

because in so many ways,

neither am I.

 

I’ll say one thing though,

it sure is nice to still be able to

surprise yourself,

by finally being able to admit,

I need you,

I need you,

how so very much

my love,

I need you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Another great poem, by a tender heart.

[.:Arianna:.]

I miss your poetry.....:(

[Bubo]

I don’t even know
if it likes poetry or not,
let alone
deep fried pickles.

So many poems are written about souls, all poets do it, but here is an honest, open conversation of a man reeling with emotions, and its the sheer honesty that bites, as you voice what we all seem to say internally, the struggle. Our soul is entwined, and is simply us free.

[Seashell]

This is heavy stuff....straight from that huge heart of yours. Very cleverly written as per of course. Amazing really how one can produce such a magnificant write, by simply putting facts on paper or screen for all to read, then when read back...one thinks "WAWWW...that's damned good"...Well this is damned, damned good. Not everyone is capable of suchlikes, but it is crystal clear that you most certainly are.
Thanks so much for making us think about our own lives and not taking everything for granted each day.
Babsie Bee xx

[deeps]

I knocked on the sky today,
and got an echo.
Did I ever tell you guys
that I’ve never even met
my soul?
I don’t even know
if it likes poetry or not,
let alone
deep fried pickles.
Or if like me
it also,
is afraid of the light.


I loved these lines here, This is so amazing
This is a very well written write here.
I enjoyed reading this.

[Tracie Skarbo]

Perhaps,

I’ll sit with a tree

and maybe, have a talk with a river,

or whittle down a cloud

into a handful

of wind.

I love this...Your poetry is profound in its searching. You are a soul with no limitations it sounds like. I like going with you on these journeys of discovery...I never know what you and I will find. Deep fried pickles...who would have thunk it? :)

[Estrella]

I'm so so glad that you commented on my poem so that I ended up stumbling upon this. I feel like I'm listening to someones insides screaming what they verbalize. I could go on and on as to why i love this so much but I'll spare you, very well done Antonio.

[celyn]

A long but worthwhile read. You have a unique style.. atleast i've never read anything like it before. But I love it.

[QuietPoet]

Its just that my heart came
without any instructions
and so,
I just need to figure out
what’s wrong with it,
why it keeps feeling
like its going to
explode
and then collapse
into some kind of
finale
of beginning.


Oh my goodness. Wow. I loved this write so much. My favorite lines are above. Your words just hit me so much. So meaningful and ture. I can relate.