tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-05-12:2014669 (are we there yet?) kokopelle 2017-01-13T03:37:32Z tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-05-12:2014669:699146 2017-01-13T03:14:36Z 2017-01-13T03:37:32Z contemplative public 0 I wrote “Bones Below” to explore a very personal topic. After finishing the poem I realized that a reader could think I was talking about a drug habit. No. It’s something else!<br /><br /><br />Bones Below<br /><br />Bones below the skin above<br />extending from the front to back<br />where I start and where I end<br />traced by the veneer embraced<br />cadaver covered yet still whole<br />hidden by the robe that’s worn<br />revealing what the world will see<br />while underneath support persists.<br /><br />The nearest is known to me<br />dearest in the silent times<br />bridge from dawn until the dusk<br />I’d collapse without their help<br />invisible to the bystanders<br />thankful in my silent praise<br />though camouflaged is covert<br />I’d expire without their aid.<br /><br />I’m propped by what’s beneath<br />persisting while the globe revolves<br />by the structure fast inferred <br />by a surface full exposed<br />if they knew how much I require<br />the in between close at hand<br />my secret would be no more<br />and still I’d need the bones below.<br /><br />2017, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20170112.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&ditemid=699146" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-05-12:2014669:523447 2015-05-11T02:34:37Z 2015-05-11T02:34:37Z contemplative public 0 Another heartfelt poem, this one about support we receive from people who are almost romantic partners, those who are an important part of our lives.<br /><br /><br />Precious One<br />Poem for Day 130 – 20150510<br /><br />Previous one, first amongst equals,<br />we are not connected at the hip,<br />no wedding ring shared amongst,<br />but to you I will fully trust<br />my heart and soul, be what they are.<br /><br />I may not be perfect, far from it.<br />I am a fallen one, God's unworthy son.<br />All will admit you're the better one,<br />closer to heaven than this poor soul,<br />but still you grace me with your company.<br /><br />Together we dance in almost romance,<br />comfortable in each others arms.<br />No more than some time spent dancing,<br />grooving with a person familiar so,<br />shelter from a world inconsiderate.<br /><br />Enough connections, separate worlds,<br />similar interests, lives removed,<br />I am content with the way we fit.<br />Other may not fully understand,<br />this shared experience we both have.<br /><br />Precious one, your smile is enough,<br />the only payment I seek to have<br />for this time we spend together.<br />Grasp my hand, hold fast to me,<br />we on this ride of life combined,<br />my dear friend, holder of heart and soul.<br /><br />© 2015. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&ditemid=523447" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments