Sunday, 12 July 2015

That's all I get to write





I keep thinking - I’ll write this or that
about your lashes, the way your knuckles fold;
how your voice sounds at the digital chat.
But I don’t; all things cannot be told


in neat verses, iamb by iamb, in slow lines
of pentametric perfection, rolled
and wrapped snugly in straight/slanting rhymes,
the syllable counts precisely controlled,


rising and falling even as your breath;
but maybe it’s ragged now, maybe you hold
your words and life back, their length and breadth
concealed. Maybe you too have grown old.


And that is all I get to write for verse:
your lashes; and how our worlds diverge.



11 comments:

  1. Experimental, Nila? Looks like you've mastered the love sonnet very well. So touching...'Maybe you too have grown old.' :-)

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    1. I don't have a clue about where the stresses fall! Don't sweat the stresses is the general motto, therefore - experimental. :-) Thanks for being here, Denise.

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  2. Do we not someday
    disappear like mist
    with the morning sun

    Is age just a thought
    or something we
    can hold next to us

    Is love seen within our
    mind or by our hearts
    where time is lost forever


    your poem ask me
    if I do not love you tomorrow
    have I already stop loving you today

    Another poem sending me into deep thought

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    1. Wow on that last stanza, desk49!

      Are today and tomorrow a cycle or are they discrete? That is the question I guess.

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    3. After my reply I was thinking.
      Youth and old age are a fine thread apart
      Yet to each the other is a long way away
      And neither see themselves as either

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    4. Ya, inner age and outer age rarely coincide. Some age outside in, and others inside out.

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  3. For some reason this discussion on age, just makes me feel old. ;)
    Or is it just that I am - and you're right from the inside out. I am young of mind!
    Doesn't matter, your poem is lovely - your writing exquisite!

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    1. Haha..you have to be young to get anywhere close to poetry, reading or writing...so not one of us here is old! QED :-)

      Age is just a number, and matters only as much as we let it. Experience is what counts imo. And the more you experience, the more open you are, and the younger you get ;)

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  4. You have a distinct "poetry voice".
    Conversational, embracing, smooth and poignant... beautiful!

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    1. Thank you, Michelle! I've been targeting conversational for ages, so you totally made my day! :-)

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