I feel it most
on empty summer nights
when I am filled to over-flowing
with a sense
of peace.
There is nothing more to these nights.
there is no heat / no cold
only a startling stilness
that settles over me
like a translucent blanket
(throwing everything into
unexpected clarity)
there is no cold / no heat
only my heart beat
as it pressed inside me
My eyes will close
(whether I will them to or not)
they will close because
the stillness is
so heavy
and yet light enough
to give me the feeling
that
I am about to fly.
My feet are firmly pressed
against blades of fresh-smelling
dew-covered
grass
yet I recognize that the sky
is so much closer
to me
now.
I could simply say a beautiful poem but with your work i can't, your expression of the human condition is so extremely amazing... this has the feeling of someone who worries about future love based upon painful memories of the past and these line
My feet are firmly pressed
against blades of fresh-smelling
dew-covered
grass
yet I recognize that the sky
is so much closer
to me
now.
wow what a way to say that all though you are keeping a cautious outlook you are willing to give love a chance to do you right.
I LOVE THIS but then again when don't I, if you ever put out a book of poetry I am first in line.
Flows so flawlessly, carrying us down soft rivers of thought and summer nights... Beautiful, and as always, so profoundly moving... You are a most amazing writer...
I could simply say a beautiful poem but with your work i can't, your expression of the human condition is so extremely amazing... this has the feeling of someone who worries about future love based upon painful memories of the past and these line
My feet are firmly pressed
against blades of fresh-smelling
dew-covered
grass
yet I recognize that the sky
is so much closer
to me
now.
wow what a way to say that all though you are keeping a cautious outlook you are willing to give love a chance to do you right.
I LOVE THIS but then again when don't I, if you ever put out a book of poetry I am first in line.
This is a beautiful poem that can be read on a number of different levels. The language is beautiful in its simplicity and conciseness. I always hate poets that sound superfluous. Keep up the good writing. I look forward to reading more!
Beautiful writing. I could even imagine this being the feelings of someone on the verge of death. Great imagery! Evokes emotions on different levels. Great job!
I enjoyed the calm feeling I experienced while reading this, Kara.
2 things that bumped me--
the use of heat/no cold---cold/no heat..the second no doubt used for the rhyme. I feel it is sufficient to use the image just once.
the use of "presses" and "presses" in fairly close proximity.
The joyous optimism and the feeling of "I am about to fly" is, to me, the essence of the poem;
consequently, I would end the poem with that line. The two following stanzas are nice, but imho, don't have the power of the the previously mentioned line. Just something to think about, and discard if it doesn't fit......Nice work......Jon
I am resolved to never be content with the lives of "quiet desperation" which so many of us lead, to continuously challenge myself, and forever walk in Beauty.
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