- Non-Erotic Poetry
- False Ambrosia
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Years of frustration,
an endless stream of sleepless nights,
caged hunger screaming for release,
slashing my body to ribbons.
Hands caressing the breeze,
shimmering just beyond my quivering flesh.
Unable to control the shaking,
forcing myself to deny almost everything.
Charades of friendship,
built on truthful lies.
Yearning for the impossible,
to have you embedded in my flesh.
Nails raking down my back,
searing my flesh,
marking me,
claiming me forevermore.
Naked bodies entwined
seeking blissful oblivion.
I find myself within your embrace,
we are where our hearts belong.
…
The dream shatters.
Dies a slow and painful death.
Reality and fantasy are ripped apart,
leaving us on opposite ends.
A vessel caressed by the sea
sooner or later will search for dry land.
A rose blooming alone in the desert
will be spread upon the wind.
You were meant to be shared with the world,
a taste of ambrosia for us mere mortals.
We may touch, we may taste,
but we may never own.
Love may exist for eternity and beyond,
but you and I will not.
I shed silent tears
and try to face another day alone.
- COMMENTS
rena_oldshandsabout 17 years agoThe word is forever more. The poem left me speechless. The story was entertaining. You are a very talented writer.
ScatteredShowersabout 20 years agoI liked the title so much I read through the entire poem, even though I had a hard time figuring out what you were trying to say. Your own explanation of the poem helped-- we have all been in your situation, looking for a clear focus, etc.
In my humble opinion, I think that you should go to where that title took YOU. You do not have to say everything to TLT (?) in one poem., There is a lifetime of poems to say all that. Just pick one thing and make us feel it. Please try to avoid cliches like raking down the back-- can you say something that makes us FEEL what that feels like? Without actually saying it? Not easy. Maybe not even this poem.
I dare you to write a poem, False Ambrosia redux. 10 lines max. Show us what is false about the ambrosia. one simple thing. One Simple Thing is always the biggest, most complex.
Go go go , come on, I really really want to read a wonderful beautiful, condensed, essential (ha haha how many more words can I use telling you to condense! Lol) wonderful poem by the person who came up with that title.
Please!
