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| Michael Critchley |
Pen in hand...
What will it be about
This time?
...Collecting moments of guilt
Giving myself the chance
To forgive that past
Which has made my body
So fragile
What the hell...
Looking at these beautiful hands
Of mine
I go...
To hell with shells
And I get off my scarf
For it’s hot
Too hot
A heat that burns in my cheeks
Must be that hell in me…
And I see her in the mirror
And instead of a bow
Or a WOW
I cry out loud
What the hell!
And I get into this warm bath
Lit candles and all that
And breathe
In
In
My sweet company
And
Out
All that
Empty crowd.
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22 comments:
the fractured red bird spreads her wings . . . like a wall between the noise and the very real need for candlelit water . . . the warmth of the reconciled self. soft blue and vanilla light. silence. beautiful writing dulce.
oy i need me one of those bathes...smiles.
How well you describe the mood, Dulce.
You describe your emotions so well. I don't know how you manage to write a great poem everyday, but you're very talented.
Two contrasting layers so well connected. I enjoyed the shifting scenes and moods. Such is life . . .
Joy always,
Susan
Poetic endeavours of moodly whethers that can still you in tethers, or get togethers in severs, as in relishing a bathe, in suds and lightening the mood! Ha.
Well written, and it drew out in I the text to absorb, and ponder in wonder at the stresses that can govern our lives - at times! But life isn't all doom and gloom, as a picturesque room can roam in your thoughts, to relax in foam! Ha.
Thank you. Love love, Andyou. Bye.
I liked this, the evolution from starting to write all covered up to ending up exposed at the end, the struggle either satisfied or abandoned. At least thart’s how your good words came to me.
Dulce....You amaze me....Just like always :)
...something i do too little of, this.
I bet it's wonderful to breathe-in your sweet company. Nice piece, Dulce.
Hey there Twin girl! It's been f o r e v e r ...so sorry for my absence.
This had a nice flow of emotion; those exhaled and those held within.
Very nice to read you and to see you again. Lovely background and header. You are a Chameleon. :)
hugs~
Calli
love love your new look over here dear dulce!! so very you! and love this great piece! beautiful!
i love to light candles and drown my sorrows in some hot water...always helps..
Excellent line breaks, flow, word choices. :)
¡Que gustazo leerte corazón! Besazos!!!!
"the company you keep in your empty moments" - the Invitation.
I like those moments, when I am alone and enjoy me, that fire inside of me (sometimes just a hotflash!).
Why moments of guilt? but why should I ask when I have my share of them
How those moments of guilt resurface when you least expect it.
Enjoy your sweet company for we all have a little hell in us somewhere it's what makes us human.
"And breathe
In
My sweet company
And
Out
All that
Empty crowd."
mmmmm. Beautiful.
Well written, thoughtful prose. xo style, she wrote
Ahh! A soliloquy. Dulce speaking to that person in the mirrored tub. What shall she write? Feelings about guilt, forgiveness? Maybe. Admiration turning to realizations of ordered, needed change in her life? Maybe, maybe not.
Candles, breathing, bathing, driving out those demons.
How could ANYONE not love all this...and that!
Please excuse my absence from commenting for a while--- for know you are one of my favorite poets, alas time commitments
It feels good to go back and read your sweet musings. Your over voice, has the soft innocence observing and musing about the world around you, then there is the romantic sensual woman expressing her heart and soul pouring it forth with pen in hand, I always came away feeling like I walked in to some mythical magical land.
joanny
What a lovely post...
Nice image coupled with a lovely poetry:)
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