why must it always be like this?
always drowning;
always floundering;
always gasping for air.
i've never found it so hard
to weather an embrace.
a mouth full of words
i'll never say
is an unfortunate trait
the meek all share
arms flecked with black
and an untrained spirit,
heir to a treasure
of limitless confusion.
when will my endless
winter melt into spring?
or has it already begun?
11.14.2007
secret life
posted by tim at 10:34 PM
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I enjoyed this post immensely.
well perhaphs enjoyed isn't the most appopriate word, but anyways it made me think. While thinking i realized that often i feel an overwhelming sense of being suffocated and smothered, however, i just entered a new stage where i feel like my endless winter is melting into spring too, however an endless winter for me can be just a few days, but this 'winter' was definitely a lengthier one.
:-)
You've really captured this well.
"i've never found it so hard
to weather an embrace."
SUCH a good line.
This last post really helped me to feel like I'm not alone when I begin to become overwhelmed... it made me feel like someone else can relate.
Great Job!
Wow.
There were so many lines and here that are so well thought out and sound so good, and have such meaning (<-- I guess the combination of all those is the point of poetry?)
I was trying to pick out my favorite part, but I couldn't...
"heir to a treasure of limitless confusion"
I really loved that.
The most I can say is...
Keep Writing.
"a mouth full of words
i'll never say"
Such meaning full words you have here, Tim. I always feel like your poems are so real...I love it.
Tim! SO good.
The care that you put into each phrase is so evident. It's incredible, really.
We'll certainly talk more about this soon!
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