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March 26, 2012 19 Comments
I have all this love to give
but no one quite wants it
I keep having these brief moments
when it looks like I’m about to live
but I find myself stuck in a sonnet
Lost in refrained give less takes and tears
dollop of me here, droplet over there
my margined heart spread everywhere
Then finally I melt across the landscape
and disappear into love’s waste
At the bottom of this pile of muck
reduced to the beat of my organic pulse
the evolution of my soul’s trust
Grown from the fibrous threads of pain
an inherent wisdom of its eventual gain
the truth that I could once walk again
By stepping along these lines of light
that guide the way to my purest right
About C Rose
some great images in this…finding oneself stuck in a sonnet..melting across the landscape
and disappearing into love’s waste…but hey…usually there are lots of people who are happy to receive some love…often it’s in the small things…ya know…smiles
whew def emotive….caught in a sonnet…the repetition…i like…the bits of you smeared everywhere…i like the hope in the end of this as well…you know the way out…and i hope it finds you as you find it…
This poignant, somewhat sad and wonderfully evocative. I think to be melted across the landscape also means to seep deep down in the earth, and touch everyone and everything. I just loved your reading too – your beautiful, aching voice. Ah!
I want it! *hugs*
Loved this piece, as usual Rosie… <3 hearing it helped it along as well
I loved the image of being trapped in a sonnet and I love the hope of walking again – sad but hopeful piece! Great job…
an, the voice returns . . . i love how “wants it” comes around to “sonnet.” that’s a strong “quite” in there– “no one quite wants it”. so close. always a pleasure to read and hear your work. such strong command of the words.
On the money…….as always. I enjoy listening to authors read their own work as it tends to come across as it was meant rather than how I try to interpret.
Wow, I could live with your words. Excellent, touching piece of heart on paper. too many great lines to note. Love your recording. It fit your words perfectly. I pray a true smile for you!
Rose…the reading…just wonderful! Would love to have the confidence I hear in your voice as you read your work. As fantastic as always…and then some!
One of the best poems i have read in recent times .. and oh so so true for me … I could feel you with every line sis … touched !
Stuck in your sonnet, the Universe…which loves to accept your love, seeks it even. And gives of itself, often more than…in this poem, you HAVE touched the Universe (Uni-Verse!) of poetry’s intentions–meanings, desires, goals.
Blessings!
This is one of those poems that appears effortless and artless in the reading but is drawn from the darkest moments and hardest insights and loneliest nights we have, or so it seems to me. Your last couplet has your signature positive and strong force, but I’m so struck by the line ‘grown from the fibrous threads of pain…’ and perhaps stronger and more real for it. A lovely, painful piece, rose.
This sounds a lot like real life at times. and i like the line:my margined heart spread everywhere.
That lovely voice of yours, Rose…enhancing this moving, poignant piece. “a dollop of me here, a droplet over there” beautiful…as is the entire poem. Brava!
Personal, emotive, introspective, really enjoyed the flowing form and lyricism…gave this piece some unique shapes and made it a pleasure to read
I have all this love to give
but no one quite wants it
these first two lines just nailed it
hearing you read is sooooooo good – of course it brings it to life – but also – the personality
is so powerful and present… in the room so to speak… its a huge WOW! from me
my margined heart spread everywhere……..intense and powerful line. A great piece.
Thank you my friends for your kind words and comments about this piece…it ends on a note of hope as do I each day. As I am sure for you, for me poetry is such a beautiful method of purge to just clear it all out…and that I surely needed. Always appreciate you for your visits to my words, all my love my friends! ~ Rose
i also like hearing your voice. you really brought this home and fried up the bacon.
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