 |
 |
 |
| |
Telepathy is Understanding
The snow blending into your light white coat,
your pale white face,
your breath shows like streams of smoke from a cigarette.
Small wonder
how you keep from trembling
With no socks.
Why, Dear do you wear your earmuffs
when your hood is up?
How can you keep from shaking
with the snow flakes falling,
Covering your feet.
Dear, where are your shoes?
Tell me will you please,
why your gaze never leaves,
that which is next to me.
Is it because of the struggle between
your Hurting and your Yearning?
Is it because your heart screams to Love,
but your soul Desires to Die?
Or is it just because
of your Lazy Left Eye.
Tell me all about the times you've had pleasure,
all the times you've wished you were here.
If you cannot remember which was what,
don't bother to sort them out.
It is not worth the Dilemma of your heart.
Want to comment on this Poetry?
Sign up to Edit Red and you will be able to comment on Poetry and get access to: Upload your own stories and poems, get readers and their feedback, promote your work...
|
 |
|
[Back to top]
|
|
|
|
| The title really caught my attention and I enjoyed the whole poem. It was interesting, a bit strange, I enjoyed the questions you asked, and I also liked the ending. A great write, I liked your style. |
|
|
| I found this to be quite a bizarre poem. In places emotion would be built up - and then undercut (e.g. "Or is it just because of your Lazy Left Eye"). It's interesting but, for me, I reached the end feeling a bit uncertain of what tone you were going for. But, like I said a moment ago, definitely interesting :) Favourite bit is: "Why, Dear do you wear your earmuffs when your hood is up?" |
|
|
| To me, this flowed really well, there was an ease of movement from sentence to sentence that was a joy to read. Loved it, can't wait to read more of your work. |
| 1 |
|
 |
|
 |
|
|
