On the window sill
I lean
In waiting
As time goes by
Minutes grow high
You’d give me
Anything
To keep the flame alive
Now
Waiting
Time has stopped
And
You say
Need to see my eyes
Look into them
In search for the answer
Why so much love
What is it I have
That drives you so mad
Flattered
As I might
I say
No idea hun
Don’t know
This is new to me
I used to be
One of those
Who lies
And leans
In waiting
Used to decline
As time went by...
You readers, tell me, what title should I give to this poem?
TITLE by Kim Williams (thanks!)
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20 comments:
What happened to her . . .
Sometimes all that she needs is herself.
Dulce, sweetest I wonder what engages you heart and soul.
Joy always,
Susan
Whatever you call this, it's terrific!
Have a wonderful weekend dear Dulce!
i loved you you did with this poem of yours ... really well written .
but sorry , Dulcissima .... i never give title not even to my works , i can't help you with this .
I have been away too long... So nice to get my life back and come here. Your words (as always) fill me up. xoxo
Dulce, you are without doubt a sublime observer of love's countless aspects, you can empathise and capture emotions with such skill, each of your beautiful poems leaves me perfectly in awe.
i love this piece. the title that come sot my mind is "Not Inclined"
Lovely sentiment, Dulce.
In waiting...now becoming empowered...so much my own journey...your speak to my soul
how lovely that the lies have gone away.
i agree with Sam; it feels like you are holding a camera , zooming and doing zone-outs. That was a beautiful poem
Dear Dulce, I would call it ,Leaners and Liars. I know that is not really what it is about but it's such a clever little phrase " lies and leans ". I love it.
Dear Dulce,
whichever the title you choose, it's an absolutly pretty poem.
As you know, writing is not my best feature (I was born to numbers), so at least and luckily, we "mortals" can read well done things like your poems. If there was something like a "Champions League of Poems", you'd certainly should be the overwhelming winner.
Finally, I will dare to propose a title for this piece: "WAITING FOR YOUR EYES".
Take care, Sweetie!
Half a ton of kisses,
Toni
"More than words" is a title I might use.
OK Dulce, I suppose I WILL comment here. Title for this one:
WHERE AND WHEN....
or
NOW AND THEN
(I like better WHERE AND WHEN, though NOW AND THEN is probably more apropos.)
May I take this occasion to let you know how much I (and many, many others) admire your capability for putting in a unique order, those words which are so meaningful. Those words which so often harbor between their lines hidden thoughts, doings, desires, and life struggles, emotional and otherwise.
You have that knack of writing which challenges Peeps to read, think, interpret and wonder about the meanings of Dulce, the meaning of life itself.
One day you will enjoy what you are so aggressively seeking--what all desire--to love and be loved, for no other reason than that you are you. Dulce is Dulce.
Take Care, loved one!
ahhh sweet one, there is always tomorrow...
'the waiting ends'....
or maybe that's the title for my life, not your beautiful and tender poetry, dulce. you are a magnificent creature!
THANK YOU so much for these so meaningful comments. As always I am amazed by them.
I love all the suggested titles, you've given, but especially
"Not Inclined" by Kim and "The waiting ends" by Sheri.
They are the ones which somehow come nearer to the idea I tried to convey.
Hey!
This is great!
I think I'll register this 'NO Title' thing.
Again next Saturday?
;)
Hugs to you all.
Dulce
Yeah! I like being picked.
I think it's a great idea for a weekly post.
Gotta get to work, but see you soon!!
Beautiful poem. "Used to decline as time went by..." perfect lines, well wrought.
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