Boy & Girl Lost

a boy and a girl
drove until they lost track
got out and walked
until it got dark
hid in a cave on the beach
no idea where they were
or where they were going
the girl said to the boy
I’m scared
the boy said to the girl
Do you want to go back?
the girl said
No
the boy said
What are you afraid of?
the girl said
That this moment is already fading
Even though I’m sitting right here
The older I get
The more I want to be a child again
I wanted there to be so much more
the boy stared out at the waves
You don’t want to be with me?
The girl placed her hand on the rocky wall
That’s not it
I don’t want to be me anymore
the boy took her hand
You know this cave has probably been here
For thousands of years
It has seen many suns and moons
Each year it slowly erodes
Bit by bit
One day it will fade
As will you
It just won’t take as long
the girl smiled
In the meantime?
the boy shrugged
For now
We will keep this cave company

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A Reworking Of Love

 

“Never close your mind to whom you have invited to peer in,

I am nothing, you are nothing. Though something dwells within.

At first you were a familiar stranger. No thought of love existed,

Then solos met in duets and our melody persisted.

You brought me to a mode of speech without self editing,

Your face brought a source of light I found worth admitting.

Nothing is sealed in fate. Everyday is a choice,

Could you feel the same without the calm in their voice?

Feel our hand grooves gently grow deeper,

Discard others like souls to the reaper.

A trade of giving oneself over to the other,

A destruction of privacy for the gain of a lover.

It may appear at times you lose identity,

Something uncontrollable, its own entity.

Instinctively you will find a balance in the tether,

Even when apart you will always be together.

A secret bonds us upon every kiss

Hand in hand, we float through the abyss.”

 

Explanation

This poem was created after consuming a lot of chocolate. Not just any old chocolate but Baci. For those who do not know, Baci chocolates come wrapped up with a little piece of paper with a quote about love. Usually from notable people but some anonymous.

I kept a whole bunch of these quotes and wrote them down. Some were superb in simplicity while others were on the verge of being regurgitated into Valentine’s Day card messages.

After seeing them all together I took elements from each quote and tried to embed them into a poem with my own take of love. I did not want the poem to be too romantic but rather a more honest description on what I have experienced.

Below I have listed all the quotes I used for inspiration and would like to thank the authors, Baci and my partner for the material. Enjoy!

Never close your lips to one to whom you have opened your heart. – Anonymous

Love me because without you I can do nothing, I am nothing. – P. Verlaine

I loved you at first sight. And you smile because you know it. – A. Boito

To love a person is to learn the song that is in their heart. – Anonymous

Love brought me thence, who prompts my speech. – Dante Alighieri

Your face is the sun, and the sound of your words is harmony. – Veronica Gambara

To love is a choice and a kiss seals that choice. – Anonymous

He who wants to be loved needs to become lovable. – Proverbio

Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be. – G. Sand

A friend to all is a friend to none. – A. Schopenhauer

My soul is with you, I will give you love in exchange for love. – Eloisa

Love does not destroy: indeed, it makes you perfect. – Tommaso d’Aquino

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. – Aristotele

Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart. – Honore de Balzac

A kiss is a secret told to the mouth instead of the ear. – E. Rostand

A friend is by your side, is loyal through thick and thin. – Brunetto Latini

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Forest Cave

In the soul of the forest

Trees crowded in an ancient meeting

Wings beating against your ears

As the secrets I whisper in trust to you

Hang in the fogged air like

The scent of life and death on your skin

Give me your sorrow as I give mine

In this realm connected and out of place

I want to feel every piece

Every quiver like the deer

That is always waiting for something bad

To understand how it is you are here

A man that has walked beside the reaper

Since you were a child

Fear has warped into numbness

The acceptance of chaos

As healing as a fire

That rips through the forest

Enabling the growth of new things

It can never be as it was

Admit to yourself that nothing matters

Yet the sun matters to the canopy

As it reaches for its warmth

Reach for me

Dweller of darkness

Tell your story to the night

Rest your head on the moss

Let yourself pretend for a moment

You are nothing but flowers

Bursting from the ground

Pale and beautiful

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Point of S(t)ale

in a darkened building

she is behind a counter

there is a long line of shadows

waiting on her

filling the space with decaying breath

she feels around for a screen

or a till stashed full of money

nothing is switched on

she is helpless

but the shadows refuse to leave

with their yellowing nails

clutching this and that

a lot of time has past

the urgency makes her teeth grind

they only care for themselves

she lies on the floor in desperation

they can not see her there

she knows it is childish

she is tired of being gawked at

despite the feeling that she is in trouble

it is a relief

unusually soft too

a body grabs her

she sits up

sticks her hand out

on to her bedside table

the counter seems to vanish

with the realisation

that her partner is embracing her

from behind

in their double bed

far removed from registers

from customers

her heart beat slows

she is in her favourite place

although

it feels like the shadows linger

always wanting

always waiting

unrelenting servitude

in an unending cycle

Seeing Patterns

If you go looking for patterns you will find them

Not because they are there but because

You will them to be

A river over time will corrode into the earth

A sketch seen from space

With an expanding system

Determined by various factors we ignore and

Only see that the river’s fingers creep out

Like the neurons in our brains

Or the veins keeping us together

Surely these networks or links

By coincidence also look like

The roots and branches of a tree

Is it an earthly code

Or just the combination of

Gravity

Odds

Detail

Do not read too far in and forget

That words were created by humans

Which are made of atoms

The same as a word

Made of letters

Made of ink or pixels

Made of atoms

 

 

 

2016 Eleanor

Some might say I fell
The word is too quick for what really happened
It was as if a time lapse was taken
Over several months
And years
And I just forgot about the things
That were important to me at fifteen
Unintentional but
I’m trying find that place in my brain
That saw possibility
And power in words
Mostly the power it embedded in me

It’s alright
I’m resigned to what I am
Or at least finding that out every day