the last time i sat and let
the sky dissolve around me
you were whispering something about vestibules
and i kept staring at the cloud that
reminded me of promises
music played softly in the corner of reprieve
but my feet stayed restless and
the anklet i wore like a young gypsy girl
jangled with pale pink impatience
you circled that white elephant for hours
pretending to ask for forgiveness
with a smile that’s always loaded
because you know how much i need deliverance
even as we both admit it is never yours to offer
and i kept throwing shiny bits to the curb
gifts for crows to covet, gather, hoard
this ring, that sequin, those tomorrows
your voice in my ear was a sunset of description
and i had nothing but rhyme to gift in return
but you kept wrapping and i kept smiling
at those clouds always changing
ever dancing
mirror making
September 10th, 2013 at 8:33 am
dang…i like the contrast in the opening stanza…the building verses the promise…that is loaded for sure…the circling of the white elephant for forgiveness as well…nothing but your gifts in return…this is really cool…
September 10th, 2013 at 8:37 am
ah, the wrapping, the smiling, and the knowing.
September 10th, 2013 at 9:02 am
this feels like day almost ended, night almost beginning, and i could just see that jangling jingling impatient anklet in the almost moonlight.
this has struck a chord. expect an email.
amazing!! as always and ever.
September 10th, 2013 at 9:15 am
WHAT ABOUT THE GIRL SITTING ON THAT MOON IN HER PRETTY RED DRESS?
September 10th, 2013 at 9:21 am
This is filled with dichotomies that are brought together so nicely by your voice. It seems like understatement to me, but bolstered by such a richness of imagery. This is one of my favorites of yours.
September 10th, 2013 at 9:50 am
This is lovely. I’ve read it a dozen times this morning…
September 10th, 2013 at 12:58 pm
Wow, this took my breath away. To me this spoke of beauty amidst pain and that is most definitely what life is.
September 10th, 2013 at 1:29 pm
This had a sad, glorious feel to it. The details all bring something unusual to it, esp the anklet. Great fun to read.
September 10th, 2013 at 2:55 pm
Very intriguing counterpoints of romantic tension, whether personal or symbolic; makes me wish I had been in a more romantic mood today for my piece–though I am continuing with a series I started 5 weeks ago; loved your words & your heart.
September 10th, 2013 at 3:02 pm
what a conversation…love all the images…and rhymes are not a bad return at all me thinks…smiles…love the wrapping as well and the interaction
September 10th, 2013 at 3:04 pm
I love this, Kelly… the jangle of impatience, white elephants, nothing to give in return… like a gift exchange.
September 10th, 2013 at 3:08 pm
I love the visuals n this poem….the anklet that jangled, the shiny bits thrown to the curb, etc. I would definitely say that ‘rhyme in return’ wouldn’t be a bad gift at all!
September 10th, 2013 at 3:17 pm
Beautiful title & an even more beautiful poem.
September 10th, 2013 at 3:24 pm
This was turly an exquisite poem. Your imagery fresh and alive nothing gratuitous. everything in its place.>KB
September 10th, 2013 at 3:38 pm
beautifully layered, each time i read it i see more (my favourite kind of poem) – superb use of language… much to think about
September 10th, 2013 at 3:45 pm
You always create such visuals with your words, love how ‘dissolve’ in the title and the image go perfectly together. Beautiful Kelly.
September 10th, 2013 at 3:47 pm
‘a smile that’s always loaded’ – what a great line, in a beautiful write ~ M
September 10th, 2013 at 4:13 pm
….and i kept throwing shiny bits to the curb…
This has a very familiar feel to it, beautiful and sorrowful at the same time.
September 10th, 2013 at 4:18 pm
vestibules, promises, deliverance — such lovely rhythmicity here
September 10th, 2013 at 4:26 pm
There’s something deeply satisfying about your poetry. I always leave feeling I’ve been nourished, let in on life’s secrets, even when they’re bittersweet.
September 10th, 2013 at 4:28 pm
This is beautiful … love what you did with that elephant… details like that lift the whole poem, and of course the title, simply stunning.
September 10th, 2013 at 5:44 pm
Oh! Symbolism and the romantic aspect of it- both are wonderful. I loved it.
September 10th, 2013 at 6:43 pm
beautiful through and through… love this line especially “music played softly in the corner of reprieve” not sure why, just do.
September 10th, 2013 at 6:56 pm
Lovely title,picture and words “sunset of description ” & mirror making clouds ~
September 10th, 2013 at 7:32 pm
This is the kind of poem I can get lost in. It calls to be read more than once. Beautiful word choice. Especially liked:
“and i kept throwing shiny bits to the curb
gifts for crows to covet, gather, hoard
this ring, that sequin, those tomorrows”
So descriptive. Nicely penned!
September 10th, 2013 at 8:19 pm
a lovely write..cloud that reminded me of promises..and you have to watch for those loaded smiles.
September 10th, 2013 at 9:33 pm
Very nice… An ode to sky. I’ve seen her in so many brilliant ways… This one is brilliantly unique… well done.
September 10th, 2013 at 10:04 pm
Good write, Kelly. I love the images.
September 10th, 2013 at 10:47 pm
Gorgeous imagery. I’ve always enjoyed your poetry but it keeps surprising me with emotion and meaning that matches just what I need. I look forward to seeing what else you will create.
September 10th, 2013 at 11:25 pm
Vestibule has got to be one of the best words ever and you were wearing a gypsy anklet, so I already adore it!
Your titles grip me gently every week and entice my imagination like a bloodhound hungry for feathers (which is a great line) so you inspire too!
and the finale is right there in the muffled BOOM
(sssshhhhhhhhhh) of your sweet modus.
September 10th, 2013 at 11:49 pm
Impatience now has a color, and it’s pale pink ;} Great descriptions here!
September 11th, 2013 at 12:30 am
I like how this tells a story of moments shared….loving and thoughtful, embracing the night and finding peace in sharing..the anklet of impatience is sweet as is his your voice in this ///
September 11th, 2013 at 12:49 am
The sky should be the limit, not ceilings or even dreams. It is as generous and direct as this impatient and patient narrator in a world without end. Nicely structured from vast openness down to two.
September 11th, 2013 at 1:09 am
Beautiful and evocative imagery Kelly!
“your voice in my ear was a sunset of description / and i had nothing but rhyme to gift in return / but you kept wrapping and i kept smiling”
– lovely lines.
September 11th, 2013 at 1:41 am
beauty amidst the pain or to put in your words – but you kept wrapping and i kept smiling – nicely penned – thank you.
September 11th, 2013 at 2:12 am
A poem of tension, romance and beautiful imagery.
September 11th, 2013 at 8:21 am
There’s a really dreamy, romantic quality to this that is quite delicious. I need to let the sky dissolve around me more often if this is how it feels.
September 11th, 2013 at 12:21 pm
The juxtaposition of images build the poem which lies in between. The reader is left to complete the story – like a dance, or a painting what isn’t said is the message – what is said is the moment. Fascinating approach!
September 11th, 2013 at 5:21 pm
Bella! Brava! Well done and finely crafted.
September 11th, 2013 at 10:51 pm
..beautiful… & i love the title… smiles…