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Friday, 21 June 2013

Poem: Glass heart




I knocked gently on your glass heart

- the rhythm echoed somewhere in the distance

making small cracks from the inside



we knew then we were walking on fragile ground;

my breath steamed up the glass and I left my fingerprints on it

- so you would know where I came here from



clocks keep on ticking selfishly

while we struggle to find time just for the two of us

in between minutes we have to give to grow old



we become too weak to reply to the echoes

we leave behind in each other – and we collide

in the middle of the story



I give you time to fill the blank pages

in my half-written notebook

and let my fingertips paint in yours



           while breath unites us...

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22 comments:

  1. "I give you time to fill the blank pages
    in my half-written notebook
    and let my fingerprints paint in yours"

    Beautiful.

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  2. "I knocked gently on your glass heart" --such a beautiful line. There is love, fragility, and the realization that time continues to pass within the lines of your poem!! Another 'keeper' here.

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  3. ah i like this much natasa...the glass heart, fragile...can relate....the fogging up the glass and leaving fingerprints so they know where you came from, love that....the giving time for it to grow in your notebook while still sharing breath....cool intimacy.....

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    1. glad you do, and thanks.. have a good week brian.

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  4. "we become to weak to reply to the echoes we leave behind in each other" amazing line, just love this poem.

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  5. Beautiful lines, Natasha. A fine piece of writing…:)Love this poem.

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  6. I loved your poem. Particularly, the 2 moments, when you write the word breath. This is too compelling and beautiful that I could read this all day and feel like I have read a book which talks about a whole array of emotions.

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  7. "We knew we were walking on fragile ground".......poignant. I so love the closing stanza......very lovely write!

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  8. Love how you express the ticking clock.

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  9. This is glorious. It brought to mind a couple connected through decades of life together...entwined.

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  10. relationships can be tricky, aren't they?
    a beautiful write, with an excellent ending. :)

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  11. I love the metaphor, this is gorgeous!

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  12. The glass metaphor is superb. I would love to see you continue it through every stanza.

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  13. Your work nicely illustrates the photo

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