i wrote a poem a couple months ago, as part of an art week c..
Added 2023-02-17 15:10:19 +0000 UTCi wrote a poem a couple months ago, as part of an art week challenge. Here it is - it is called "i whisper myself" what is it? what's one more thought when i sit with many? thoughts are what my boat is made of and when it rocks i grip tightly its splintered oar it is not fixed, I am fixated its insidious each idea as light as a kiss i'm impressed but it's flitting that word over time the sound disgusts me i make a wish i find symbiosis between discipline and bliss i am a disappointed narcissist i slip my river has a sick drift it ripples and rips the insistent fingertips of existence pry in and through the wood planks questions drip is it? is it? is it? is it? is it is it is silence i embrace it forgive me for my separation accept me for the risk would you be my witness? it is what it is i exist let me see death in all its richness for when she caresses it the round stone head I've pushed uphill breaks open on its final trip there are seeds and old fruit earthworms weave through until I see nothing left and yet, everything is in it in all things there is a symphony there is music that i missed listen to this breath i confess it's ethereal i needed the air to birth fire i needed the life to express underneath all the festering, I'm undressed the bare chest of life at rest a deep sea in all its volume and breadth coral floors climb up through valleys to mountains and become strong there now the atmosphere is thinner but breathe even the leaves of trees leave, and they return as i do to be with your creation. even as we grow damp with creases even as we freeze believe me for in a lifetime or one song story the frozen land erodes rain and sand carve new roads miniscule but golden through them water flows i walk to the ocean my thoughts become foam we are with warmth and cold together when we're ready we can be going home i hear your poem in an echo a path of roses om ... hold me i ask of you and let go i whisper myself
