Carry You

 

 

 

Ask me why

I weave tender threads through
Saturated heart that hastens to death

I can do nothing but

C    Y
A  R
R
you

Across expanse of continents
Over heaven mountain peaks
Above barren deserts baked
Through oceans of healing
As dancing sky weeps.

I can do nothing but

C    Y
A  R
R
you

Lay you upon fields at Ashburton
Where trees smitten will bend
In lovers summer breeze
Of red august month,
Doves gather to dress naked skin,
Earth is yieldingly silent
Permitting dreamless sleep
I guard you while you heal.

I can do nothing but

C    Y
A  R
R
you

As you bleed into my skin
Blend into loving back,
Choked with weight as
We dance, dance, dance,
Balanced precariously on
Edge of words tipping of pages,
Spilling from tongues of angels
As you close tearful green eyes,
I can carry you so far
The rest lies between you and God.

I can do nothing but

C    Y
A  R
R
you

As we hasten to that end.

Reviews

[Blue Bard]

The experimental structure is easy on the eyes, but the meat of this poem is in its classic nature. It has lots of elements of Romantic poetry, yet the language does not slip into thees and thous. It is unpretentiously pretty and has a streak of pride down its back for always being the strong one. Another good one Bubo.

[Prudence Desideria]

Makes me think of... family, love, and sacrifice. Giving anything for someone, and then when that's not enough staying forever or until time's end... something like that.
really touching, and I love the
C Y
A R
R
you
part...
any hidden meaning? =)

many hugs,
prudence

[Kelley Frost]

This was cool how you did the..........
C Y
A R
R
you
in your poetry. I really liked it . Kind of sad because it deals with the heart but I seen a little bit of romance in it also. Great write!! Thanks for sharring.
Kelley

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Im thinkin you is o.k Bubo ....This is the s**t...

Lay you upon fields at Ashburton
Where trees smitten will bend
In lovers summer breeze
Of red august month,
Doves gather to dress naked skin,
Earth is yieldingly silent
Permitting dreamless sleep
I guard you while you heal.

[Yira Simone]

It is sad when you have been done wrong, yet still you have compassion for the other party. When the love is still there, although the pain is new and raw. I love the way you acknowledge it is over, but still you admit you are the one who is the shoulder or rock in this relationship...maybe was your role all along and it must be hard to let go of. Through all these different spaces and places in time..you were that constant, and that is changing everyday. You were there for him...now where is YOUR rock? that is what I get. I get after reading this, who will be there for you, carry you, as this flight of love comes to a finality? I also see how you point out how ungrateful and selfish he has been...you DID all the work, and now you are bringing it too his attention. This was not so much about never ending love, as rather, never ending loyalty that is no longer wanted. Well said darling, I think you made it clear he was a damn fool to lose such a rock in his life.-Catrina

[Crystal L. Test]

Across expanse of continents
Over heaven mountain peaks
Above barren deserts baked
Through oceans of healing
As dancing sky weeps.

I particularly liked these lines because this truly shows the vast ground that a Mother's love can cover. From one end of the earth to the other and everywhere else in between. No obstacles can stop it. Like everyone else here, I loved the imagery and the tone. Truly beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

[Richard McLin]

This is really good. Some more of the greatness I've come to expect from you. Great job.

[C. Harter Amos]

This really is a beautiful poem. Like some others I saw the word "cry" as well as "carry you" in the bridges between stanzas. Such deep emotions - the human condition in a poem. I read it two ways; once as being between a mother and child, and once as being between a couple experiencing unequal love. Another wonderfully beautiful poem, Bubo. Thank you. - Mimi.

[Jadarae]

OMG this was beautiful. After I finished reading, I had to sit back, take a deep breath and blink back the tears that were forming. (I kept seeing the word Cry in the "Carry"... Maybe it was just me...) This was absolutely one of my favorites.

[Dan Bullock]

Ah something near a branch of a tree I once sat beneath, I love it very much :-D

[*** Hey Jude***]

You always have such a unique way of formatting your work that works so well! I feel your strength yet still a sadness that lingers. This poem leaves me with a lump in my throat as I feel your emotions! ~ J