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A Writer's Lament
Seductively you lie upon the table
trying to coax words of endearment
from my lips.
I silently caress your graceful carriage,
unsure what to say.
My pulse races,
fingertips tingling with possibilities
as I imagine hidden places
yet to be explored.
You flirt with me, tease me,
as I start to think
a future together we might have.
you insist the words must come,
convincing you of honorable intentions.
My fingers glide over your top
seeking an encouraging rhythm;
a heartbeat perhaps?
Are you afraid
I will abandon you once again,
leaving you alone in the dark,
I begin to profess my dedication,
my depth, but hesitate.
How do I express it originally, poetically?
I feel you withdraw, distancing yourself.
With oceans of love letters inside me and
talented ideas rolling in with the tide;
a little cooperation, a little help from you
is all I need.
Finally my heart I offer on fragile parchment,
but with a graceful return you spit it out,
crumpling promise without a second glance.
So once again, in the dark you will remain
with rejected words at your side
until I work up courage to approach
with better words, more creative words.
Until then, this longing to be one with you
will remain locked inside, my desire caged.
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, October 31, 2011
|image source here: Prompt used for Magpie Tales|
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The above was a photo prompt for Magpie Tales #89. "A blog dedicated to the enjoyment of poets and writers, for the purpose of honing their craft, sharing it with like-minded bloggers, and keeping their muses alive and well.
I have also linked this to dVerse "Open Link Night Week 16" - Check it out if you want to be smothered with poetry!