- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Intimate Friends
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Click hereConcrete against my back, as familiar as cotton
I wear hard times like a threadbare frock
We whisper the intimacy of old lovers
who complete each other’s thoughts
There is twisted comfort in well-known angst
and converse dread in foreign joy
Bottom assures, I can fall no further
Below sea level, achingly, I reside
I have been here and worn these scars before
I dress my own wounds and relieve my pain
with expert first aid, of paper and pen
I know the storyline by heart
- COMMENTS
unpredictablebijouover 15 years agoThis is an amazing piece, and possibly one of your best so far. It's incredibly subtle, careful and well-thought. I think it fits the highest standard, that is, I believe you could easily defend every single word here as the best choice. To me, that's a perfect score for a piece.
normal jeanover 15 years agoThe entire poem is strong, your metaphors are just wonderful You are very good at that sort of thing. I especially enjoyed the last stanza.
keep up the good work, I am loving reading you
:)
lorencinoover 15 years agoA most effective concretization of mental pain and the suggestion, I believe, that you deal with it as a part of life rather than numbing yourself with prescription drugs. The use of "threadbare" to imply familiarity is brilliant and clarifies that this is not an hysterical response to depression.<br><br>
Never thought I'd claim to have "enjoyed" a poem about suffering but I enjoyed both the poem and the sanity of your response to the condition the poem describes. Well done.
WickedEveover 15 years agoVery good poem. Very good. This line really caught my attention: "and converse dread in foreign joy." It's the "wow" line in the poem.
