Come up here
Close to me
Close
So I can see your face
So I can smell your skin
And see your eyes
Looking at me.
Closer
So I can feel your breathe
Hear those words
You speak not
Yet.
And I'll come closer too
So close
You wouldn't be able to
See my face
Or my eyes
tightly shut
Or that flaming mouth
Which now feels cold and blue.
And if we could only
Pull close enough
To melt away the masks
And smile with our eyes
At the sweetness underneath.
Or shall we just
Rip them off
And wince
At the ugliness
we knew we would see?
The painting above is Rene Magritte's 'Lovers II' (1928)
For a poignant piece on that and the NY subway (by Frank McDonnell) read
18 comments:
Funny. Really.
Well the poem was so romantic to begin with n then the picture for the effect and last few lines defied stereotyping ..
kewl :) nice n different again ..
Beautifully written with a very sensous flow and down right instinctal at the end :p Great write!
And if we could only
Pull close enough
To melt away the masks
awesome part....
phew man i no how difficult it is now since i jus "tried" my hand in ur kinda writing...its HARD...neat job as always...
The veil prevents us from seeing
an infinite web of connectedness.
RIP IT AWAY to be like Mirrors
Let the souls take flight
to settle-sense-dive-let go into each other.
[The interconnectedness-]
Continue to discover through intelligent, creative and sensitive exploration.
Bringing many parts of us together-
to live in unison to share the level of inventiveness, imagination, artistic ability
somehow felt like posting this after seeing a different tone in your words...some soul circling:)
Hope it's okay...
JKD:laugh away :)
aria: and you thought romance was dead!
pb:when your there, instinct is everything, would you agree?
FS: I might be reading you wrong here, but its because they were locked up in a black hole a long time..
1$ saint: thanks dude.And I thought Insomnia was pretty spectacular.
Anon:you are soul circling? was that a quote or your own? very apt so thanks for posting but it would be so much nicer if you had a name.
Hehehe... I found out what painting this is. Hehehe...
Check blog! hehehe...
SG: yeah, checked and linked you for the MsDonnell piece. Nice bit of research there so will let you gloat!
inner--reflections @ blogspot
Soul circling ...just a quest:)
You left a comment sometime ago and that brought me :)
[Anon]? not anymore
inner--reflections @ blogspot
Soul circling ...just a quest:)
You left a comment sometime ago and that brought me :)
[Anon]? not anymore
haha! wholly agree! :)
Hmmm... Interesting poem, especially in its interpretation of that painting. I'm not sure I would have gotten as much out of the painting if I hadn't read your poem. I can certainly relate to that fear of seeing the ugly parts of life in others.
poem and picture as one. funny somtimes too.
'At the ugliness
we knew we would see?'
best to keep covered up then like bloggers do.
Bold revealing and just a tad frightening how close we all come to never understanding the person we eventually settle down with. Our eyes betray - our thoughts reveal - that in the final analysis we are all fundamentally, truly alone.
That was simply brilliant.. I loved the last two lines and the way it flows....
so close i can see you
without my eyes
so close i can hear what you say
with your mouth shut
so close i feel
how i become a part of you
CL (alias anon): and won't you let us in on your ramblings for the past one year?
Sk8rn: thanks.
And fear is only one bit of it though. But yes, we fear and accept together too sometimes, don't we?
CJ: good tip, but then again those covers get penetrated too on occasion.
Nick: now YOUR scaring me! :)
Sigmund Fraud: now I guess you may have a very valid point there!
Darkness: thanks. liked yours too.
Vic:its a pity I can't read your stuff.
wow .. i feel so close .. *taking a few deep breaths*
i like this painting, i can dream up so many verses in my head to fit this image .. nice work blotty :)
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