"I Told Her... But She Never REALLY Knew..."

"Quotes are our minds on stardust - a terrible thing to waste."

Heat is when all you CAN say is "...its an animal thing..." and mean it.

We have a public face... and an our own bit a' silliness - and being vulnerable... and we chitterchat like squirrels and jays.  All the circles we run, circling and circling - up, down, and around... its such a sad and exhuberant dance... all the rainbows wasted
all the raindrops shared - all the eyes starin' out from so many tenement windows... silent halls begging for footsteps...

"I Told Her... But She Never REALLY Knew..."

I'ld walk a park with you
and never notice the children playing
or hear a dog's bark...
see picnics being shared
nor doves being their bothersome and yet
endearing selves...

I'ld walk a park with you
just found in your voice,
held in your eyes
meandering in and out of your laugh
pause... and intently touch your hands
and mean the wish
it would never end...

in a heartbeat...
but you never really
knew.

Chris

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Emily B]

we find ourselves a place apart
behind light words that tease and flout
but, oh, the agitated heart
till someone find us really out

tis pity if the case require
or so we say that in the end
we speak the literal to inspire
the understanding of a friend

but, so with all from babes that play
at hide and seek to God afar
that all who hide too well away
must speak and tell us where they are
--robert frost

the poem is titled Revelation

[Lyn Anderson]

This is so gorgeous. It happens. That is why your writing speaks to so many. It has an honest heart. I do have a technical question tho, I was confused by I'ld as only I would be.

[Chris]

I would - I'ld , I will not use I'd because it is I had in my mind.

[Lyn Anderson]

That's what I kind of thought, I just needed clarification, was not suggestion a correction as I recognized it as intentional, I just had to satisfy my curiosity whether it killed me or not

[Chris]

you lived?!? Damn, I'll try harder...

[sharonlee]

I feel a great desire to linger in soul-touching beauty...

... 2 years between readings is too long... if you had a book I would turn to it often.

xx

[Ruth]

"Found" in the voice, not lost...home...all else stops and you just are...oh my...

[olla]

the things we overlook.. side step.. abandon.. while we are busy searching for that which we have overlooked, sidestepped and abandoned..

[sharonlee]

... I thought that is what parks were for....
Shar

[bob, small b. aka invs]

this is my favorite writing of yours so far. short and very sweet. also very true. i think we can all think back to a time when our focus was narrowed on just that one person. you describe it well here. and the bittersweet ending makes it even more true.
i think we are both of an age where this reference will make sense. to 'real' poets it's often considered insulting, but i don't mean it that way: this poem reminded me of rod mckuen. put sappy music as a background and recite it in a raspy voice and it will take me back to the 60s, holding hands with my first love and reading poetry. that is far from being a bad thing in my opinion.

[Amy Bumpas]

There is a sense of intimacy and tenderness to this, a delight to read:))

[x]

I particularly like this one, it's brief but the similes are really very unified, it's like all of reality melds together in those sort of moments.

[Kat Collins]

The beauty of being consumed and lost in another person...whether they are aware or not of your focus. She "heard,' but doesn't really, fully comprehend - or maybe chooses not to?

[Phibby Venable]

words are often futile to feelings, so much can be behind them that no one is hearing. very strong with emotion.