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The Call of Home

by Aaron Blair

I thought I had made myself clear to you.
I thought that you could see
through the translucence of my skin.
I thought you would admire the way my veins
are rivers running to the ocean of my heart,
and in that vast red pulsing, you would hear the call of home.

12/01/2006

Posted on 12/12/2006
Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/12/06 at 04:56 AM

Short, but pretty damn brutal, as far as the honesty thing goes. The last line really sticks out, to me.

Posted by A. Paige White on 12/12/06 at 06:03 AM

I love the wonderfully worded elaboration on the (or what I perceive anyway)central theme "..thought I had made myself clear to you". Very well done. It seems like there is a waterfall in that river somewhere with someone's initials carved into the supporting granite... great read. Excellent flow.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/12/06 at 04:01 PM

Really quite excellent in its brevity and strength. Not a single wasted word here.

Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 02/24/07 at 09:31 AM

Ahh too bad we are all taught to believe in soul mates, look what it does. What a way of saying it! Congrats on POTD!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/24/07 at 03:43 PM

Congrats on POTD!!

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 02/24/07 at 05:22 PM

So happy to have my attention called to this gem. The allure self-evident, pulsing, and does the other look through the "transluscent"? This gives me shivers as when I was 14 I remember posing my hand literally, and expecting a man (he was older, and a writer) to notice just what you are describing! The repetiotion of "I thought" has a pulsing feeling here, the flow of the poem is as rivers rushing to the heart. Excellent.

Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 02/24/07 at 06:08 PM

Aaron, you have created a poem I can read and in all honesty say, "I have been there." I just never had the words to describe it. Thank you for putting it into words. Congratulations on your POTD.

Posted by Kristine Briese on 02/25/07 at 02:05 AM

Aaron, it's been so long since we spoke, but this shows you're writing is still as strong and as stunning as it always has been. Vivid and piercing.

Posted by JD Clay on 02/25/07 at 06:51 PM

I heard that! Your presumptive poem makes good use of metaphor, Aaron. A palpitation that gets it done! Congratulations on becoming, the throbbing Poet Of The Day.

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