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eleven hundred porcelain
by Steven Kenworthytell the doctor this,
tell him i missed you after i've known you
forever and have only recently discovered
what real love is.
what it feels like to have lava pouring into your chest
every second she's next to you.
i stepped away and felt your pulse beating in my hand
i tasted your burning worries as i flew over the country
i sensed your most difficult nights alone,
in my racing lungs.
i believe everything you believe times ten thousand.
i never leave without you, the albatross
i struggle to pull a phoenix out of the sky when you want to cry.
i never leave without you.
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10/14/2009 Author's Note: ten hundred porcelain is probably better
Posted on 10/15/2009
Copyright © 2024 Steven Kenworthy
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Shannon McEwen on 10/15/09 at 04:32 AM I absolutely love the stanza
"i stepped away and felt your pulse beating in my hand
i tasted your burning worries as i flew over the country
i sensed your most difficult nights alone,
in my racing lungs."
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| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/15/09 at 07:02 PM "i stepped away and felt your pulse beating in my hand" - love this line. You give fresh meaning to eternal. Thank you.
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| Posted by Allison Smith on 10/16/09 at 02:03 AM This comment is being said in a very respectful way. You very respectfully blow my mind with your poetry. This poem is respectively respectfully very respectful in its dimension and appeal. |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 10/16/09 at 07:03 AM i stepped away and felt your pulse beating in my hand....with the repetition you are burning neural pathways in your brain like skiers following the first guy down the slope. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 10/18/09 at 04:11 AM It's more an aching than an exploding... I really like the visual of the repeated phrase, it definitely adds to the piece for me. |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 10/19/09 at 02:33 PM I know this feeling..and as usual your ability to express it is so much better than mine. I am always blown away by your writing.
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| Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 10/20/09 at 05:19 AM i just cried. in public. |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 10/22/09 at 03:26 PM Beautiful S.K......really, my heart is flapping like a hummingbird...peace, jewels |
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