Another poem, this one by WIMR, only inspired by Peggy's.

[WritingIsMyReligion]

Funny how these things happen, no? ;)

“Yours is Wilting Before Me”
Poetry by WIMR

Beautiful, if beyond the stone that is me,
are these sentences you drop, as if they
are coals blazing in your mouth,
and you savor the burns.
First-degree? Second? Nay,
third, for you are enraptured,
in school-boy earnest to pluck my heart-strings
as I inadvertently pluck yours.

Were it that I meant to be your musician,
we would be Siamese twins of the heart,
but I tripped over your harp,
didn’t mean to pick it up and play—-
we were born of different mothers
and never shared a womb after all.

I hate this, this coldness, this granite
that is my heart; I try, you try
to break it open, but our hammers only
bounce around the surface,
chipping but nothing more! I can’t be taken
in one fell swoop,
like Washington’s tree,
like everybody else can-—Why?

The ghouls I see now tangoing in
the inkwells of your eyes: writing agony
in the essay of your life
in a section that shall be in my handwriting,
with no way for me to erase it! Some girls
treat breaking hearts as plucking
flowers—-the withering things look well
on the dining room table, and, later, forgotten
in a flower press on a dusty shelf.

But you are no daisy; you are the finest rose
I could never come to love,
all silky but blackening petals,
over which I drip tears of my own,
for having led you, though never
on purpose, to believe that I could
be your sunshine
and your rain
and your love.

Copyright WritingIsMyReligion 2006

[CaliforniaPeggy]

1. My dear WIMR!

I am impressed.......and honored!

This is excellent, and densely written......

Your images are way more complex than mine.......

I think you will go far with your poetry.

Your last stanza is my favorite one......though I love all of them!

:yourock: :applause: :applause: :yourock:

[WritingIsMyReligion]

2. Aww, thank you.

I rather like the last stanza also, although when I first wrote it, I was all excited over Beautiful, if beyond the stone that is me. :D Sometimes I just get hooked on a line which I love intensely.

:loveya:

[CaliforniaPeggy]

3. It is entirely too easy to get hooked on a line that you like!

I still don't understand "Beautiful, if beyond the stone that is me."

And I wish I could......

Great job!

:hug:

[WritingIsMyReligion]

4. LOL.

That was actually a rather self-depricating line (and reply!) I am a stone, you see, as yet still hard, untested by romantic love, unable to romantically love. So when I originally replied, I meant that the words were beautiful, but they couldn't resonate with me as I'm sure they could with you and with others, as I am still a stone. Your poem's true depth and potency was beyond me, the stone.

No way a reflection upon you or your excellent poem; it is actually, as I said, a rather self-depricating comment. Hee-hee. :)

[CaliforniaPeggy]

5. Ah, finally I am getting it!

Thanks!

:hug:

[WritingIsMyReligion]

7. No problem!

:hug:

[Haole Girl]

6. You have so much talent..

That was very beautiful. I found meaning in it...espcially this part:

..this granite that is my heart; I try, you try to break it open, but our hammers only bounce around the surface,

Thank you for sharing your work. :)

[WritingIsMyReligion]

8. Thank YOU for your kind words.

:pals:

I like sharing my things, if I think they are fit for polite society. :D

:hi:

[Arkham House]

9. This is splendid

Oh, my..."were it that I meant to be your musician" is a remarkable line of poetry, with its internal rhythms--it just rings the bell. I am in awe of your talent--you're already, at your age, a skillful poet...God knows where you'll end up...just don't worry too much about "polite society"...Whitman didn't, nor Byron...or even Frost, in his way...just do what you gotta do...

[WritingIsMyReligion]

10. Well, thank you!

:blush:

I must say, I'm STILL impressed with this poem, a whole day later. Usually I lose interest within a few hours. :D

:hi: