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impossible, loveless

morning,
you wake up wrapped up in your  skin
unproved.

you are only
what you are


of the times i did not see you


you were beautiful, you were soft
i began to understand the challenge in
drawing out faces and bodies,
those amorphous figures 
not made of squares or ovals
only obscure combinations

an easy mistake to make
is to watch objects in movement,
to read the expired printed food labels in the fridge
and peer in the mirror directly after

or worse your lover's eyes framed perfectly
in their face


— whitetea, Nov 09, 2009

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Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Chrystos, Mark Strand, Adrienne Rich, Naomi Shihab Nye, Rachel M. Simon, Donald Justice, Mary Oliver, Nikki Giovanni, Alice Walker, Bukowski, Mary Lambert

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Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 7 months ago

lst stanza: remove some

lst stanza: remove some words, maybe? mornings are the worst you wake up wrapped up in skin more to prove. condemned each day, you are only what you are 2nd stanza: Wonderful wonderful wonderful! of the times i did not see you thoughts were magnetic you were beautiful, you were soft i began to understand why it was hard for me to draw faces and bodies, their amorphous figures were not square or oval, almost as complex as it is to be a human. 3rd stanza needs tweaking imo... what are you really saying? an easy mistake to make is to watch things in movement, to read the expired printed food labels in the fridge and in the mirror directly after or worse your lover’s eyes framed perfectly in their face 4th stanza: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. impossible, you are beautiful, you are still beautiful and it hurts 5th: Perfect, though I'd add love instead of *it* for xtra oomph! love is electric alive, a place unto itself but love is not a vacuum love is the train you catch and break into when you are homeless, there is no route only away from here. Absolutely beautiful poem, white tea. So nice to see you again. This one says PUBLISH ME. ~A
themoonman

themoonman

16 years 7 months ago

Whitetea...

it sure is good to see you and your writing... this is a very good poem, I agree with Anna's suggestions, in the last stanza, I'm not sure where she was suggesting the "it" , but while reading I thought "when it" instead of "when you" third stanza does need something... maybe, an easy mistake to make is to watch things in movement to read the expired food labels in the fridge to see your lovers eyes framed perfectly in their face or worse yet, to look in the mirror directly after I felt that you were going in this direction, I could have read it wrong... anyway, it is truly good to see you here... Richard