Serenade me
through walls and bounderies
between us.
I'm a long way from you,
but each night I sleep,
with your assuring melodies.
There, behind the glass of fame,
you fail to see me staring,
seeing you...
It's a tough world, divided...
you in my fiction, and me,
far in my reality.
But still,
I can close my eyes
and see you instead, staring...
seeing me.
(2003)
The theme of sight is very powerful. Well-done :)
ReplyDelete"you in my fiction" i read this and can really relate to having feelings for a fictional character because they embody all that i'm looking for and how i wish they were present in my reality...great poem.
ReplyDeletethank you anna =)
ReplyDeletethanks lorena! =)
ReplyDeleteI love the majical quality of it: seeing through the glass.
ReplyDeleteWow. For me, this piece is especially powerful. I have a favorite singer that struck a chord in me and caused me to start writing. I can only listen from afar, as you say. But sometimes wonder what it would be like to meet that person and say hello.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoy your work. Your narrative has a very natural, easy feel to it. Like its a piece of clothing that fits so well you don't even realize you are wearing it.
thank you ep! I loved how you described it - magical =)
ReplyDeletethank you anonymous poet! Your comment warms the heart =)