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Giving up daisies (for love of my unblood brother)

Far from me
Your words bounce across the odd percussive land lay to my ears
Now you have freed yourself from the slavery of hope
Severed the connection and ceased the cycle
At least today
My unseen brother of the heart

I heard the hollow question
The haunting dangling longing
The weight of hope on your elongated heart
Yet on this day there is a sense of lighter disregard
The words were outed, the heart exposed
The desires of secret dream filled trailings, gathered up and offered… on both sides
I was so proud of you
These evidences so resistant
To slip from guarded tenderness
And you let them known
You asked my opinion
We agreed, "what was there to lose"?
Clarity was necessary either way.
“She loves him, she loves him not?”
You cast the daisy’s careless oracle to the wind

I listen easily
With concern for you
How else could I be?
We flipped from pun and wit to sudden shocking disclosure
Then, in my absence you cut the tie
Made the call of lovers longing too costly to maintain

                                                ...You seem less burdened anyway
Plucking out those words tossed back at you
As if they were some bothersome insect in your tea
I love you for that
And a million other simple ways that cling to you
I wonder why, or even how it is I love you
Over all this distance
Never having met
Yet our easy discussions encompass more intimacy than most siblings retain
And many lovers hope for
We have crossed terrain of friendship
Like early settlers in an unknown land
And found home in each other of simple architecture and rich views
On a warm hillside in a forest clearing
Look, here is a summer sunset !
We lean into each other without words
For such moments, there are none
— Cloudthings, Oct 20, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Australia, regional Victoria, AUS

Favorite Poets: So many... Rumi, Spike Milligan, Keats. Many of the Neopoet clan, past & present. A myriad of song writers, Dylan, Jackson Browne, Lior, & I must add the poetic influence of painters, sculptors & creators across the world... Life really, especially the sky.

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Critiques

BG

Bullion Grey

16 years 7 months ago

hey there,

is this a song? I heard the beat and melodic melody while reading it. Nice communication and at that a well written work. Have you publlished, in book form, your work? I think it must be time. E-Book is very likely to be a fist method. You can get it listed on Amazon.com top 100 list. With a little effort, you could make it top 10 for a few moments, if it were worth your efforts. Expres your heart, aim upwards and be the wonderful, insightful you that was called forth to this Mystery..... into the Silence, Bullion Grey imaginateur
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 7 months ago

I am having to put my time into my music for a while now, some i

Hi BG... No actually this isn't a song, though often they are or have been, that's what I used to do write songs & the other bits were just... not songs... until I realised they were poetry after finding Neo. I am pleased you found it melodic... it was a stream of consciousness write after a conversation with my friend who was trying to mend his heart by closing a door to something that seemed always to hold illusive promise, but never invited him in fully.. it's hard to know your friends are going through that stuff isn't it. Ta for your support - to be honest I am having to put my time into my music for a while now, some important committments are coming up & time is precious so poetry will have to take a back seat for a while. I hope you are enjoying Neo though... I will come visit when I get a chance. Take care & thanks again. Cheers Anni~ "When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace". H.H. the Dalai Lama
B

bjp

16 years 7 months ago

Dear Anni,

This is a terrific piece of writing. Brian
WF

Worldwide Freeride

16 years 7 months ago

I'm loving it Anni!

My dear Anni, I love the sentiments of this poem and small intricacies and attention to detail of knowing someone and their ways, it adds such a tender and warming view of someone. The start of this one is very much like a song but the middle and ending are more like a story or view point of your being. In the second stanza you wrote "and you let them known" a typo me thinks or maybe you need to rearrange and add a few words to this one! All in all the closeness and knowing the person carries this poem extremely far and gives the motives and motions as well as the emotions of the write and embeddeds it in your memory and heart. Excellently conveyed and worded Anni. Dale :)
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 7 months ago

love flying on the wings of warm wafts of breezes

What a wistful story, one of love flying on the wings of warm wafts of breezes unseen to another also unseen but not unlauded and with intimate address you mixed the metaphors of feelings without the pain of stress two souls with sudden sympathy with joy a friend afar you made with him a symphony 'twas lit by the great star that shines for two afar beyond the means of measuring of conflicts banished blessed your touch it vanished with the morn of other dawns and suns a love so steady won despite the miles despite the dreams a loyalty that's rare you caught without a stare and now you have your heart new lined with velvet from his lair and anytime you need to its there you will repair. Love from your constant Annushka dear Anni