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Electric: All We Are Is Light
by Therese ElaineHere I am, in a city of cold comfort concrete
coffee shop isolation and artificial edifices to love
where it's never warm enough to be the home I remember
There you are, where salt spray and small town insecurities
make for a suffocation born of sleeplessness
and even the humidity can't take away the emptiness inside
And there they are, the miles of a paved-frustration obstacle-course stretched between us,
overlaid with a tangled web of digital wavelengths and telephone lines,
the tendons of this deus ex machina straining to transmit each pulsebeat, each passion play...
we are letting our ghosts
become real together
til we swear we can
reach out and touch one another...
(And when will these roads
put me on the path to you?)
(And who cares about cold
when I'm on fire with you?)
(And how could I ever think home
is anyplace but inside you?)
~the tidal shift of send and receive
is bringing us both to shore
we're learning to survive all over again~
If we make god in our image, then that explains
my sense of awe when I look at you
I am humbled by the sense of exaltation
that comes with saying your name
...it's up to me to make it sacred
...it's up to us to keep this sanctified
And you -your voice, your lip and limb
intoxication...
and me -reborn, remembering what colour
feels like...
and you -your voice, and the sanctuary
of your skin...
the laughter we spill into each other's throats
the love we reflect in eyes and suck off tongues
We blaze
and we burn
down
this self-imposed exile
We throw out matches
and light our own way...
Electric 01/28/2010 Author's Note:
Posted on 01/29/2010
Copyright © 2024 Therese Elaine
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by V. Blake on 01/29/10 at 04:20 AM Ha! Intoxication! I know that feeling very well right about now! The thing about it is that I lose track of every line right after I read it, but the next line impresses me just as much as the one before it probably did, so though this makes little sense to me at the moment, I had a lot of fun reading it anyway. Yay Therese! |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 01/29/10 at 04:19 PM High voltage poetry and, of course, luminous..:) |
| Posted by Sarah Wolf on 01/29/10 at 07:45 PM Therese this is striking. I was in love with the first 4 stanzas... then you took me some place else that gave my brain a second and third jolt, drawing me in for a closer look... and leaving me in mid air, unsettled. I just started reading your work recently and I must say... I am in awe how very unique each piece is. Your writing never feels redundant to the reader... which I think most would be envious of. I see allot of skilled writing here but your variety is truly something special in my opinion. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 01/29/10 at 11:44 PM ...we are all light; a wonderful posit and i love how you danced w/ that subject in a subjective manner; the line breaks make a statement all their own...so much to love: tantamount is: suffocation born of sleeplessness. |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 01/30/10 at 04:23 AM I love this! Its pure jaw-dropping goodness. |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 01/30/10 at 05:33 AM I love the aliteration of this fist too stanzas and the why it just banters from you to me and back again. Beautiful portraits in my mind. :) |
| Posted by Nicole D Gregory on 01/31/10 at 07:23 PM *gasp* b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l... ~N (It would take me that long to get the word out... I stammered just reading this) |
| Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 02/02/10 at 09:15 AM Wow I know this feeling and it is electric. You have harnessed it as efficiently as Tesla. |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 02/03/10 at 06:05 PM Amazing poetry comes form the interaction of poets inspiring and collaborating with one another, in this case this one does electrify the readers mind and thoughts, or as Tom Robbins would say it "Lights up the brain" good one. |
| Posted by Tom Goss on 07/27/10 at 03:43 AM In the flicker of flames lies the incendiary pathway to the bouyant heart-balloons you bravely release, where they hit ground we will soon know. |
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