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darling stranger.
by Meghan Helmichwe grew apart in the same apartment.
reaching around the dark for the light
switch and touching only a permanent
face in the hallway paint. right
between hand prints - it's happened before.
the sliding of fingers into bare sight.
always a quiet stampede to the door,
while darling is sleeping around
the body pillow, mouth shaped in a roar. 07/18/2008 Author's Note: terza rima. (i'm on a form kick.) but it's not finished - i'm at work and can't concentrate anymore. AND i don't know how i feel about the title. i think i've heard it before.
Posted on 07/18/2008
Copyright © 2025 Meghan Helmich
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 07/19/08 at 05:17 AM Form fitting at work...hmmm..seems I've tried that myself..interesting poem..interesting thoughts swimming in my head...thus provoked, I am your willing reader..:) |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 07/22/08 at 03:29 PM I like it, I could see the images like snippits from a video. Nice. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 07/23/08 at 08:14 PM Sharp imagery. Thought provoking to say the least! Reminds me that relationships do not just happen! |
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