Amalgam in Orange

Amalgam in Orange

A Poem by April Child

Eye to eye

we lie

blinking

so close our lines blur

breathing,

no

not breathing,

inhaling

the scent of the other.



Our lips press together

and like a drowning man

a lifetime flashes in front of my eyes

deja vu tornado

a million zillion pictures rushing

like magazine pages 

frantically flipping in the wind,

as our lips 

press 

together

espresso intense. 



Abruptly as

waking from a dream 

its over

images slip slip away 

just out of reach

and all thats left 

are echoes and

a kind of 

fuzzy euphoria


then out of the mist

drifts one last scene 


we're sitting on the spanish steps

eating roasted chestnuts 

from a paper cone


and the sky 


is orange.


© 2013 April Child



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Ach, the whole of life is in this. This is how it is. We get older and suddenly we see those pages fluttering away and we are left with one last image at the end. I know you didn't mean it this way as it is a happy love poem. But you've nailed more than that here. It is all intensely, beautifully intimate, two people as close as close. And then 'It's over'. All slips away like a dream melting on waking. And then that terribly poignant 'last scene'. Why does it, any of it, ever have to end. Ach, pain, pain! Answer: it ends so we can do it all again!

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April Child

4 Years Ago

We put it out there and the reader interprets. I like your interpretation. I like that it has diff.. read more



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I love that last line. Reminds me of beautiful dreams lost to grey reality.

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Beautifully penned...i interpret this as lovers dying together for some reason...a final kiss...Rose:)

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This is why I think I write, too. So I might never forget. Reading this I felt a gnawing, at my own remembrance. A tenderness, a little sadness. And those last 4 little stanzas were beautifully vivid, redolent with the colors of memory

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April Child

4 Years Ago

There is no denying the power of the written word. Time might fool you but words hold true. Thanks .. read more
Beautiful! Love, lust blur into one and how permanent is forever anyway? Enjoy today, to its fullest, with no looking back, eyes closed as we do sometimes on this roller coaster of life. I loved the ending, by the way...

we're sitting on the spanish steps
eating roasted chestnuts
from a paper cone

and the sky
is orange.

PERFECT.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

April Child

4 Years Ago

No looking back, yes you are right! Just what I needed to read right now today! Thanks G. Muah
Ach, the whole of life is in this. This is how it is. We get older and suddenly we see those pages fluttering away and we are left with one last image at the end. I know you didn't mean it this way as it is a happy love poem. But you've nailed more than that here. It is all intensely, beautifully intimate, two people as close as close. And then 'It's over'. All slips away like a dream melting on waking. And then that terribly poignant 'last scene'. Why does it, any of it, ever have to end. Ach, pain, pain! Answer: it ends so we can do it all again!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

April Child

4 Years Ago

We put it out there and the reader interprets. I like your interpretation. I like that it has diff.. read more
Oh that rush of a first kiss... a fun poem to read.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

April Child

4 Years Ago

Glad you enjoyed. Thanks for the read :)
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

4 Years Ago

My pleasure.

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April Child
April Child

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I love words and I like to write poems. Sometimes words just come and I don't know where from but I write them down anyway. There's something very powerful in the written word. It shows you where y.. more..

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