She didn’t follow – just hung around a while
Can you play it
No not say it
Who you kidding
I’ll only feel it
When you note it
Go on hit the keys
Make a chord
No sheet stuff
Your own rift
What you got inside
This poem has also been posted at the Go Dog Go Cafe [https://godoggocafe.com]
Knew so many … knowing no one
[Six Words – my line your mind #61]
You know something, you and I are much closer than you believe, we’re not so different it seems to me. You come over as liking your own company, so do I, you like space and freedom to be yourself, as do I, you have commitments and responsibilities that you take seriously, I too very much so, you feel most alive, close to nature, exposed to the sky, the stars, smiling as your imagination soars, as you say to feel warm rain upon your skin, and now and then, like me, so need to feel the tingle of hands upon your body, soft lips exploring you, to feel the beating heart of someone close, their breath their sighs, to sensually let go.
It’s crazy how you know me so well – I mean it’s like you are the other half of me. I’ve never had anyone in my life understand me so much, I’m a little spooked now.
It’s not really crazy. There’ve been times when you’ve said what I already know, that we are soul-mates, as if we’re each other’s safe harbour in the ever changing sea of life. As you used to often say, we are connected, I’ve always believed this too, I your anchor, you my soaring angel, free to fly, to be you, not tied down, yet always knowing I’ll not let you go, that I’ll always be there for you. You are the other half of me too. Just felt I had to tell you this, there is nothing spooky, I just take in everything you’ve ever written me, I’ve let you in and feel you inside of me, I’ve grown to know you, it’s quite wonderful.
Yes, I do think we’re connected, there’s no question about that at all. When you describe it like that it doesn’t sound spooky, just me not using the right words, maybe all we need are yours.
Small change – she tipped him out of her life
Had a go – a point in life in 10 objects:
Laboratory Store – First Day 1970
British Thornton slide-rule – still have!
White laboratory coats – two
Safety glasses – non-prescription days
Lab book – keep neat okay!
Pen and ruler – just like school
Barrier cream – wished I’d used it more
Gloves – thin to thick all kinds
Hand-held calculator, laptop, not invented yet
You’re not hearing what I say, you don’t understand I’m way ahead of you, my feelings are the deepest, I’m uncomfortable being without you, uncomfortable with us just being here. There’s more to us than just what you want, what I want matters too. There has to be a way ahead for us. What are we actually waiting for?
Please don’t make demands of me. You know my feelings about that. I’m hearing you loud and clear. Maybe you need to keep a firmer grip on your feelings.
I’m not holding back my feelings, how can I they are real. If you can keep a grip on yours then perhaps they’re not so real. I’ve said all I have to say, it’s up to you now.
Please can you try and understand what I’m asking for right now is a little reassurance. Don’t attack me when what I need most is for you to show me that you care.
His & Hers – raw lines extracted at random from ‘Believing Sight Unseen’ a file of a man and woman’s words.
no unwanted sound
heard her breathing
‘Don’t go looking … she’ll find you when she’s lost’
She’s a tickle … he’s an itch
[Six Words – my line your mind #60]