- Non-Erotic Poetry
- A Song For My Mandolin
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I am the place you put your dreams
when dust too thickly lies
I am the mood you fast embrace
when stars fall from your eyes
I welcome you with kind mien
I urge you closer, pull you in
I slither through your daily rite
I slink into your bed at night
I block your ears
I still your tears
I dull your fears
I take away your every care
and say to you...
I am Despair.
This is for my love John Donne whom I could only dream of emulating.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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LeBrozover 17 years agoEven got YDD to use the thermometer!
And here, nothing's as it seems
Especially so on second
And subsequent readings ~
Liken it to a song of misdirection.
echoes_sabout 20 years agoit stopped me in my tracks and almost knocked me down! This is awesome Boo and so true. :rose:
Maria2394about 20 years agosorry if it sounded like I did Boo..this is really great...you could make a song out of, I could hear it when I read the poem...and I was wrong about removing the line, dont change a thing!! ( i somehow, for some odd reason, read an extra word into it..I am an airhead, sorry - maria
Anonymousabout 20 years ago......came through! What a lovely, simple poem. If this is what your muse gives you on an "off" day I'm toast!
Angelineabout 20 years agoBoo. Yes this poem twists simply and beautifully to its point about the comfort of despair. You done great--I think it's much harder to write a spare poem like this than something more elaborate. :) Ange.
Maria2394about 20 years agoso simply put, you bare your beautiful kind heart in such a small space!!
the poem, it has wonderful transient energy, I would love to hear you play it on your mandolin..however, the part with three lines, one of them maybe should be deleted, it interrupted the rhythm in that one part..if I had to pick, I would say the first line of the three
only because I cant correlate blocking ears with the rest of the images..I love it as it is though..excellent work Boo :)
sandspikeabout 20 years agoI had to read it several times, but in the end I realized
the comfort of despair. You put a lot in a little.
