When your stare escaped away from mine,
What thoughts dripped from the corner of your eye?
Were you thinking you love me?
Were you thinking good-bye?
You asked what I'm doing,
"I'm trying to read your mind"
You asked if it's working
And got a discouraged reply.
What image rests in the corner of your mind?
What exists in your dreams, your hopes, your lies?
Tell me, what words danced through your gaze
As you stared off into a corner far away.
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A pressing moment Weighs on the poet To finish her sentence As she currently knows it Urgency quietly calls Through paper-made walls In a form that makes sense Of the daily rises and falls If left unfinished, it never will be For the way life unfolds so quickly.
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- Kendra Lise
- For the words patiently sitting, And the sentences thinking of quitting, Secrets my mouth keeps hidden There is poetry.
2 comments:
Your comment was very kind, Kendra. I pop in occasionally to view your poems (you’re very gifted).
This particular one is very mysterious to me … does the poet impart the idea of divided hearts, or the hope or reassessment of union?? Or am I simply way off?
I love the imagery, very colorful.
Thank you, John! You're not that far off. This poem refers to the mysterious thoughts emitted from eyes which belong to a guarded heart.
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