Wednesday, November 25, 2009

ah, those wee hours

I play with my pens
again I read that letter
I wrote to you in gothic script
I know that you won't get it, the irony-
you only understand the obvious
yet I give you benefit of doubt

I get up, pick a book of poetry
randomly read a poem
something hits me hard
I sit down again to write another letter
now in a normal tone
the poet in me guides me

I don't talk of desire or love
I am more mundane-
I send you my heartfelt thanks
for leaving me
to face the untruth
that is you. only you.

"I play with my pens"

23 comments:

Sepiru Chris said...

Hello Gautami,

Oof! Nice use of the prompts. Your style is shifting, and I like this style, too.

The internal shift in the author's mood, and letter styles, and even script styles, is very charming.

I really enjoy this, Gautami.

Many thanks.

Tschuess,
Chris

anthonynorth said...

Another intriguing poem. Enjoyed it.

Anonymous said...

I always enjoy your poems. I need to stop by here more regularly.

PS the Pratsie said...

know wat... i cud relate to this so easily...

sage said...

"I send you my heartfelt thanks
for leaving me
to face the untruth
that is you. only you."

wow, that's a hard smack! Good job.

when the musics over said...

Well, thank goodness for the editing process. We would hate for your message to be lost!

Thom Gabrukiewicz said...

This is done so well. I like when you reach like this.

Lorraine said...

Hmmm man, I have no words

Unknown said...

Hi Gautami,

Guess you didn't feel like eating, huh?! Powerful poem from your pen.

Deb said...

I like the quote and how the poem picks and chooses different ways to tell the story.

Bone said...

I play with my pens

I love the image and idea of that. You are so gifted with words.

Ana said...

nicely done.
I like "I play with my pens" (i play with my words, feelings)

Unknown said...

Like every week, I am glad you "play with pens", please keep on doing that. It is a middle of the night poem, for sure. I enjoyed the mood you created. Thanks for sharing!=D

Rinkly Rimes said...

Definitely written in the wee small hours!

Ann (bunnygirl) said...

the untruth
that is you...


I've known a few like that. They tell nice stories, but so does a book of fairy tales.

Nicely done, especially the way you come back to the beginning at the end.

Anonymous said...

Strong use of the writing as metaphor, poetry, as the telling of truth, against the unstated lies of the other in the poem, the untruth that is that person's essence.

Cynthia Short said...

Same wonderful writing...you do such a great job describing relationships.
I especially liked how you were able to completely describe the first letter by only using the word "gothic".

Julie Jordan Scott said...

Wow. You even wrote a haiku line... perhaps a prompt for a whole series of poems in "I play with my pens", Gautami... very stirring.

More than food, food for thought, food for the heart... food for more art.

Thank you.

Paul Oakley said...

What sage said! Wow!

I love the way you describe the tone of your two letters without giving us an example. And yet so clear.

Ralf Bröker said...

That's a typical author's experience. Touched by something the pen starts to write. In this case it is about writing a love-poem. Nice work.

Best wishes
Ralf

one more believer said...

great stuff g... amazing how one's pens sets the mood... which color, which style...

Wayne Pitchko said...

great words again

Tarun Mitra said...

Hi Gautami,

Indeed a beautiful piece....

It happens sometimes you wish to write something..but it just doesn't comes out...and even if it does you aren't sure whether the person it is directed to will ever read it...