Sunday, June 06, 2010

incomplete yet so replete

In day's last light
he moved very quietly
hidden behind her

hidden from moon
his non-existent shadows
spooked her out

out came her arms
to protect her facade
and hit him instead

hit by her
he fell on ground
embracing it

sweet earthy embrace
took him in
held him like a lover

earth as his beloved
he kissed it passionately
needing none other

14 comments:

Ramesh Sood said...

Don't have words to express, just one thing.. amazing lines..

sweet earthy embrace
took him in
held him like a lover

Thoughts.. you have a way to express Gautami..

SOL said...

I like the flow and rhythm of this poem.

Stan Ski said...

She certainly brought him down to earth!

Zouxzoux said...

I love the feeling of this poem - sweet, sensual and earthy.

Lorraine said...

Now that is what I call falling in love, need I say it: I LOVE IT ;)

and the word verification is perfect for your version of love:
BRITIAL
instead of
bridal
because it needs the T of a BRUTE

and I know you get this :)

Julia Smith said...

I love how the imagery of each stanza gets flipped into something new for the next one. Really love this one, Gautami!

Kuyerjudd said...

Such beautiful poetry that seems to just flow easily. Good job!

Dina Spice said...

I love how he didn't get what he wanted, but embraced what he ended up with anyway.

The Rolling Stones..."you can't always get what you want, but you get what you need" played through my head after reading this.

- Dina

M.L. Gallagher said...

Yeah! I too like how he didn't get what he wanted but embraced what he got and loved it.

I linked in from Carry on Tuesdays -- lovely finding your words here!

Louise

Jim said...

Yikes! Death to the villian?
You worked hard on this one.

Mine is at the link above.
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angie said...

these lines stand out for me --

hidden from moon
his non-existent shadows

great poem!

naramalone.com said...

Loved these lines:

earth as his beloved
he kissed it passionately
needing none other

Beautiful poem!

Missy said...

This one had me searching for that meaning, and I think I found it. I love how you're able to take inanimate and give it life, breathing existence into your pieces.

flaubert said...

beautiful flow!
Pamela