I LIVE IN SILENCE.
And 'Silence' is one of the two signatures I use. The other one is 'Solitude'
When I start a poem,
I never know beforehand what I'm going to say
It could be long or it could be short
I don't plan it
And when the poem is over,
I'm quiet again.
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Catherine Nyomenda
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His Haibun
He does not like poetry; I write it anyway and do not tell him. It's true his face is not a poet's face. It is round and open, youthful; too apt to be compared to the sun. His nose is neat. It is impossible to imagine him smoking a cigarette, terse, full of cheekbones and tension. His warmth burns my fingertips. I am here for his fascinating body, the haphazard freckles I touch one by one; he is here for my eyes, just my eyes. A sunbeam sneaks through the curtains and pierces us both, sizzling the spices of his skin. I inhale and wrap myself in him. He kisses my eyes.
By TheSpinstress6 days ago in Poets
Comments (3)
I always get carried away with poetry, I try to keep it short but it runs away from me. But yes, the noise only stops when the end decides. I really feel your words here.
This was so deep and beautiful! I loved it!
I feel the same way