Words at best insubstantial
Leave me without meaning
Wandering again through nouns, adjectives and verbs
The concept just more intellectual preening
I’m trapped in the alphabet
Lost in the first sub clause
Feelings hidden by the obscurity of verse
More power betrayed in the ever silent pause
The lack of expression
In even the softest glances
Fleeting touches, perhaps misconstrued
Inarticulate in my desire for you
Friday 27 August 2010
Saturday 7 August 2010
Odd Phrases - not happy with this yet though.
Butterflies – seems an odd choice to describe it
That feeling that you will never settle again
The restlessness and the excitement and the pain
Because it is not delicate, like the wings that flutter
Because it is not beautiful, like the patterns that swirl
Because it is not drawn to flowers, or nectar, or sunshine
But it does make you feel alive. And I have just come out from my cocoon.
A little bird – seems an odd choice to describe it
That feeling of knowing something you shouldn’t
The secrecy and the superiority and the surprise
Because it doesn’t chirp a friendly good morning
Because it doesn’t fly away into a distant blue sky
Because it doesn’t converse in a language you can’t understand
But it is a form of communication. And from this I always learn.
That feeling that you will never settle again
The restlessness and the excitement and the pain
Because it is not delicate, like the wings that flutter
Because it is not beautiful, like the patterns that swirl
Because it is not drawn to flowers, or nectar, or sunshine
But it does make you feel alive. And I have just come out from my cocoon.
A little bird – seems an odd choice to describe it
That feeling of knowing something you shouldn’t
The secrecy and the superiority and the surprise
Because it doesn’t chirp a friendly good morning
Because it doesn’t fly away into a distant blue sky
Because it doesn’t converse in a language you can’t understand
But it is a form of communication. And from this I always learn.
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