hollow of my heart

The hollow of my heart
can only be filled
by the lilt in your smile / the tilt of your head
the way you tuck-tuck-tuck
tuck me
into bed.

I taste deprivation
-the salt on my lips-
supplications from my eyes
as they cry…
as I cry.

trailing down my cheeks and
into the curves
(you once kissed)
-my neck- and the rest of me
you’re gone and so’s the best of me.

I wish this was a jest to me
But I no longer laugh
(without concluding with a tear)

fear of the future
duels with delight

it was dark but then I saw you
- I was given sight -

I lay here wishing your arm was at my waist
I lace my words with rhythm and just a hint of rhyme
convincing myself that this happens all the time.

The pounding in my head reminds my heart how to beat.

I wait
and it’s late
and I hate how dreams remain so far …
I can see so clearly, but all I see are stars.

Reviews

[Marc Mccune]

this was a nice poem, a fun read, and I liked the flow and the unique rhyme of the poem.

different and creating.

And the message, sad and heartfelt.

[Kelly D.]

You have a really unique rythm and a really unique way that you flow your words. I don't know if I could ever pull it off, but you do it so well. I never know what to expect in your poetry, but I am always left satisfied. You do things differently, and I like that.

"The pounding in my head reminds my heart how to beat."

That line spoke to me so much. I love it all.

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Kara, great rhythm and form. If I had a suggestion, I would look through some of the word choices. "I wish this was a jest to me" seems too forced.

This piece is so lyrical; on the second read, I found myself singing bits of it, especially the end. Brought the moment to life for me. Thank you.