Shut the door gently behind you
as you leave, I shall keepwicks and eyebrows trimmed
and let them speak
for themselves. The year froths
sour and green,
it has nowhere to go
except where it’s been.
Except where it’s been.
Pluck me a few of my minds
with your own handsome hookout of carefully thinned air
come back to a thickened loving
smoked into my hair.
Love is still tart and green
and it’s got everywhere to go
except where it’s been.
Except where it’s been.
Shared at dVerse, with wishes for all those who are braving storms tonight to come through them safe.
I love the repetition of that one line and the fact that the year has nowhere to go except where it has been and love has everywhere to go but where it is done. Exquisite writing~!
ReplyDeletethe year repeats itself..love rarely does...thanks for reading
Deletelove it...the repetition is haunting on some level...i like the change from one to the next....smoked into my hair, love that....love has nowhere and everywhere to go...smiles.
ReplyDeletewomen used to dry and perfume their hair with incense smoke :) thank you
DeleteLove is still tart and green
ReplyDeleteand it’s got everywhere to go
except where it’s been...love that...oh the ways of the heart...
the ways of the heart are simply wonderful..thanks for reading
DeleteTart & green like apples, vinegar, olives - magic like life pouring forces into glass flasks of repetition here, and creating spells. Love it!
ReplyDeleteexactly like apples, vinegar, olives! thank you
DeleteBrilliant piece.
ReplyDeleteThe year froths
sour and green,
it has nowhere to go
except where it’s been.
...I thought that couldn't be beat but then you did that last stanza. And I agree the repetition adds a haunting effect--and I love it.
thank you...glad you enjoyed it
DeleteThis is very thought provoking. Deep, powerful and, a little dark. I love 'got nowhere to go except for where it's been.
ReplyDeleteLovely imagery all through this.
thank you for the feedback
DeleteOooh! It's so profound and..LOVELY!!
ReplyDeletethank you!
DeleteLOVE this! I especially like the lines about keeping "wicks and eyebrows trimmed" and "a few of your minds" - so playfully profound! The repetition really drives the point home. We have nowhere to go but forward. You can't change the past. :)
ReplyDeleteYes, can't change it, but have different routes to take it forward into the future...thanks for reading and the feedback :)
DeleteI love it specially love is tart and green ~ Amazing writing ~
ReplyDeletethank you!
DeleteThere is no repetition in the truest kind of love. Love the unfettered spirit in this piece.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for your visit. Be in touch. :)
Oops, sorry about that!
DeleteThanks, and my pleasure entirely :)
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