…
hold me close
hold your applause
applause mean nothing
applause fall through
through the pain
through the rain
rain a frown
rain it down
down to my home
down to my hand
hand me a towel
hand me a new heart
heart to heart
heart to head
head somewhere new
head in the clouds
clouds my judgment
clouds my silver lining
lining a soul with ice under
lining forgotten phrases
phrases spent
phrases rent
rent in two
rent this space
space for rent
space to breathe
breathe in
breathe out
out you go
out with the old
old unfolds
old dies
dies cast
dies last
last place
last wrong turn
turn the tables
turn the other cheek
cheek with bruise
cheek to choose
choose your poison
choose your path
path to freedom
path along the stream
stream of conscious
stream to falls
falls down around her
falls under his spells
spells
her
..
A Blitz poem, shared at Quickly in September, day 23.
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I love all your poetry but when you write like this, where one word tumbles on top of another and twists my tongue , my thoughts and my temptations to write…well these are my favorites.
Thanks so much, Kir. The blitz is a challenge for me, because I don’t usually go 50 lines. 😉 But fun.
Seems to me the tale of a gal who needs to take Dear Abby’s advice and find a new beau!
Nicely done.
I’m not usually into more than a page length poem myself. But with some tweaking I think mine came out OK.
Love the title!
On the 3rd line do you mean “means”? But maybe not, since the next line is “applause fall”
I like “phrases rent” — I’m thinking of rent as tearing out. Which is how it feels sometimes, I know.
Very cool poem!
Hmmmm. Isn’t “applause” plural? If I mean “means,” then I have to mean “falls,” too, yes?
I found it challenging for that reason, too, De. I love how these tumble as well…perfectly sensical – and the silver thread that flows through this tieing it all together is graceful. Beautiful, De.