this is not for you
though it would be
if i could offer
you, accept
but instead
it sits here, in my lap
licking wounds
no one asked for
and you,
you turn away
muttering, a whisper
crazy half grin
i never hear
what you say
never ask twice
if i do
there is no answer
just silence that hangs
the air between us
ripe
the way change
rips through your face
just a thought
unspoken
May 22nd, 2010 at 7:55 am
Hmm…
May 22nd, 2010 at 12:05 pm
Like Kimmer says….Hhmmmmm
May 22nd, 2010 at 12:20 pm
well, isn’t this a beautiful poem that leaves plenty of room to get in and move around.
May 26th, 2010 at 8:29 am
i third that “hmmmmm”
good poetry… not that i’m an expert. but i liked this.
May 26th, 2010 at 8:29 am
loving all your abstract photos lately, too!