Through me

Grace is a slow and painful pace

You walk to the side

finger's length, but can't be reached

Such pain from the first moments

such insane emotion

no answer in undying devotion

simple sure but vast

"nothing's trivial" and so on

so on the idea of past

time to be relative

but the I is irrelevant and so on

walking past me

she crashed right through me

no truth and no lies

where is purgatory 

if only one cries

then one is heard 

if nothing else perhaps by the passing black bird

Reviews

[Strider Marcus Jones]

Dig the theme and repeated phrase. Great rhythm and style. 100/100

[kpasome peter]

A great poem takes time to cook and this is one of those great poem.

[Koibito "Nickie" Kitsuy..]

This reminded me of times when I was an a young teenager. I felt like an invisible flower planted against the wall. Well done.

[Hana Saemon]

close enough to see, but just a tad too far to reach. love the imagery used to describe pain.

[kublakhan27]

Emotional and thought-provoking...I really like the portrayal of purgatory as you've presented it here, and I love the image of her "crashing right through me"...thank you for sharing this great piece :)

[Rita L. Sev]

Great depiction of this type of pain; so close, yet so far...

[Vikrantsingh]

Wonderful Poetry, Loved it very well penned :)
Thanks for inviting me Lori :)
- Singh :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Good use of the language and your thoughts. I like the places you took me in the poem. Many of us will be looking for purgatory one day. Good visions create by the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

great imagery in this one. I like the way that you used the bird in the end, it was quite metaphorical. Indeed nothing is trivial; even the smallest of things can have lasting and resonating implications. Interesting write :)

[Ravyne Hawke]

This is rich in imagery and subtlety. I get the sense that this is either unrequited love or a love gone horribly wrong.. to be within reach but unreachable and to walk past without knowledge that she crashes through. That is some powerful imagery! And the ending is just wow! I love only the black birds hearing the cries. Indeed, purgatory would be preferable to this.