spaces. unseen spaces.
can you parade it between us-
tangible in its wake
I leave my space to smile at your a boyish charm
a flame gasps and slips in between
I let it defy with my typical thinking
a space can't question it
I put my elbow on my thigh,
go into a trance
creating bit more space
"we can let it melt later, merging it with musty rivulets of ourselves"
21 comments:
Dreamy and intriguing... nice take on the prompt!
There's more to this than meets the eye! I suspect eroticism here... Lovely.
Love the last few words! "musty rivulets of ourselves" Wow!
Gautami, a dreamy piece. I love the ending.
Pamela
I find myself staring off into space as I ponder the depth of this poem.
I love the final lines! Rich!
unseen spaces . . . very nice work, as always, guatami!
I love the idea of tangible spaces.
Very pretty and soothing, Gautami.
Interesting thought-provoking poem. Very nice flow. I also suspect there's more here than meets the eye. Nicely done!
Interesting poem, seem a little bittersweet too.
More to this than meets the eye - indeed! Great last line!
Like Tilly said, tangible spaces is a curious notion... makes me think of picking them up, rolling them around between fingertips. And sharing something so curious is certainly intimate and beautiful.
Enjoy that S P A C E.
very beautiful wording..
you rock.
A++
:)
I love the creative space this poem operates in. Nicely written.
I wish I couldwrite like that....
I am no more amazed..no more surprised..I come to read something unique here...I find it.. feel happy..and move on to return.. Thanks!!!
Subtle erotica is very sensual indeed - was it by design or accident?
love your take on the big tent poetry,
I tried this time, here is mine:
http://itistimetothinkformyself.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-tent-poetry-in-55-words.html
Thanks for reading.
beautiful lovely images and emotions!
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