Tenterhooks

Just scribbling off a tired mind. Experimental.

Where are we headed, I thought

as I laid to rest my tired heart,

my thoughts a swirling mess.

Where are we headed, I thought

in the silence of night,

threadbare emotions on tenterhooks.

The inside of my eyes are heavy,

drooping; I grow wary of words

uttered in a tumbling rush.

You are beautiful,

you are Princess; I was told ...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest and direct thoughts in the poem. Words can tempt us and make us wish to love and believe. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Dr. YumnaKay]

True. Words can do that and so much more... thank you for reading and your words here. Appreciated :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes they can and you are welcome my dear friend.

[Einstein Noodle]

i like the right sided orientation .. it wakes me up ;) i like the straight forward language, honesty and vulnerability ..and i am thankful for my new word "Tenterhooks" ..nice metaphor ..painful indeed .. not the "gentle" cycle
E.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

That word was actually included during the flow of this write and not really thought over though yes, I like it too ;)
Thank you so much for your words here and for appreciating, Einstein. Glad you like it :)

[emmajoy]

If those words come from a tired mind, may i sleep walk with you, please. They're so finely laid, so much a reflection of your here and now emotions. Your experimental work seems to reflect your actions, yet always leaves a door slightly open ...

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You're always so gracious in your appreciation of my pieces, Em. Thank you so much for your words here, I am humbled.

[emmajoy]

Please don't be too humbled, dear friend. Your words are very sincere, lovely.. i only say what i think, feel.

[Asante]

Reading your caption before and after I read the piece, your writing really encapsulates your mind-state here, for very good reasons. You set the direction right from the start with that intro line, which was that of a mind tangled in multiple directions, and it worked wonderfully.

"The inside of my eyes are heavy,
drooping; I grow wary of words

uttered in a tumbling rush.

You are beautiful,
you are a Princess; I was told ..."

Excellent, in my mind. I wouldn't alter a thing, Doc. Missed your writes. :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Ah I'm glad you like my scribbles. Thank you so much for your gracious words here and fir appreciating, Asante. Missed your reviews too ;) :)