January 17, 2004
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looking down and to the right;
i'm thinking about you,
about the softness in your eyes,
longing for the simple clasp of two hands.
thinking about the sheer shine of panties over skin,
about distances unbridged, breached and vast enough to swallow hope.
about incoherent thoughts at five ante meridian.
a psychic drunken lurch and stumble over my words in eastern standard time.
simple wishes that could never be so simple.
a kitten on my bed waiting to curl up.
would that you were there too.
Comments (29)
:sigh: your words leave me filled with a vague sense of longing at an hour when that isn't prudent . . . and i don't even have a kitten.
you write beautifully; and so truthfully it's almost painful.
yum
"vast enough to swallow hope"
Indeed...
you and panties. sheesh.
Wow, this is so hot!
Now you've got me thinking...
Eeeesh.. you're KILLING me
That's some good shit Rich.
beautiful, and full of a longing, and bittersweet, and delicious. question is, am i talking about you or the poem? interchangeable really...
Good stuff, man.
The first line made me think it was an ode to Susanna Hoffs of the Bangles. She always did that move in her videos.
Mmmm.....the Bangles.
Mmmm.
Feith
It's always time and distance...isn't it?
So close the the heart...and so damn far from the fingertips.
You know, I never thought I'd have call to say this, but I think I like waking up to bittersweet love poetry.
This was, of course, very good. Very good work, especially "looking down and to the right" to let us know you were remembering her.
i loved this, except for the "panties" line...so jarring!
that's beautiful; could you change panties to satin or something, though. not that it's jarring, just it doesn't seem to fit....
ciao - RaVn
you really do have a way with words...
your girl obviously didn't wear cotton undies.
nice, very nice. i've heard you're one helluva writer. looks like it's true!
With the 2 seconds I've got online here, I'd just like to say that's the worst thing I've ever read in my life. I bet your cat could write better things accidently running across your keyboard. You're ugly and stupid too. Stupid. Yeah. I said it. You know what I mean, tho. Right?
(I tried, but I can't be so mean and not add a smiley face. I suck. I just don't have it in me)
props for the xanga..pretty cool
such tenderness
Hell, I would that I were there. I've officially been drawn in.
I disagree with the naysayers. I love the panty line. (Hehe... panty line...no pun) Jarring is good in my book.
maybe i'll join that saturnalia blogring after all!! you rock mr. rich!
All I can say is WOW....your words are beautiful. Thankyou for the compliments on the photos!! Their appreciated. Hope you had a great weekend.
[Jill]
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Congrats on the hummer gig!
I really like this poem. Especially:
thinking about the sheer shine of panties over skin,
about distances unbridged, breached and vast enough to swallow hope.
I love the sensual "s" sounds, and how it moves so smoothly from concrete imager-panties over skin-to the abstract--distances unbridged. I'd like to suggest cutting the last line, I think the poem expresses longing without having to say it explicitly.
Patty
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