by Steven Kenworthy

some maker put these violins here to add something
to the scene.
the perfect fifths and f holes designed carefully along
your spine. your inked pages
elegeant and dazzling, you make everything out of string.

when silence was golden.
your eyes were greenish, don't go

there is a stadium dressed out in daydreams
ready for your thin hands.
song spells

i'm going to fall, and that is okay.
i have bruised well before, i know
where you are most ticklish,
i know where your skin is softest.


Author's Note: tonight we all have a dream to make sleeping worthwhile.

Posted on 10/18/2008
Copyright © 2020 Steven Kenworthy

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Nanette Bellman on 10/18/08 at 08:09 PM

the last stanza is brilliant, not saying the whole thing isn't, but the last is my favorite. thank you sk.

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 10/18/08 at 09:02 PM

A sense of youth and romance permeate this very emotive poem.

Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 10/19/08 at 10:33 AM

"i'm going to fall. and that is okay." two incredible and essential revelations that take a lot of guts to recognize and accept. well played, sir.

Posted by Lalo Kikiriki on 10/26/08 at 04:20 PM


Posted by Anita Mac on 12/02/08 at 03:06 AM

Even your author's note is pure poetry. Do you answer the phone in verse? lol This is stunning. Favorite thus far.

Posted by Megan Guimbellot on 12/07/08 at 08:11 PM

your words get deep down and tangle my insides. graceful and fluid. it's perfect.

Posted by Christina Bruno on 12/24/08 at 03:12 AM

sk...you are phenomenal

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