Of All My Stars...

Of All My Stars...

A Poem by J.P. Bristow
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A nod to Pablo Neruda and the boy who could fly.--repost

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The only boy I ever loved
Used to read me
Neruda from my nightstand

In elongated tones
He would repeat words of such passion
From a hot pink paperback

Leafing through love

In a faded t-shirt
He drove me to distraction
I never knew quite why?

This soft spoken boy with a hiccupping giggle
And eyes that windowed unfathomable greatness
Possessed me with such ease

I loved the feel of my ear to his chest
As he read and breathed
Breathed and read

Turning pages in slow calculation
Casually whetting his fingertip

I would rest my palm over his heart
Gently clinging to love
As he ran his fingers through my hair

Closing my eyes
With a smile pressed to his skin
I would drown in his scent

 

Willingly.



© 2011 J.P. Bristow



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You had me in this read and then:

Turning pages in slow calculation
Casually whetting his fingertip
---
Turning pages in slow calculation
Casually wetting his fingertip
---
a minor bump in the road --- as for the way this slowly burns the reader --- the ending is quite a finish line...yet leaves us with wanting more in the closure...

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Willingly, this had me sucking up each line with delicate ease... Faded, I hear dirt, but in elongated tones, I stay in my T-shirt... What is love but a leaf falling through a page... Passionately penned...

Posted 6 Months Ago


a perfect moment capture that is monumental and touching from beginning to end..excellent piece

Posted 2 Years Ago


This is so full of passion and sensual affection I had to read it twice to fill my heart again. This seems, to me, like a tip of the hat towards a love that has become yet a another memory. sweet as it is, I cannot sense that this union has split like a cell in the womb. A sour touch with such a remorseful sweetness, like sugar in black coffee. Just as anyone else, I, too, have those heavenly memories forever recorded in time. You have an extremely delightful read here, Just amazing.

Posted 3 Years Ago


You had me in this read and then:

Turning pages in slow calculation
Casually whetting his fingertip
---
Turning pages in slow calculation
Casually wetting his fingertip
---
a minor bump in the road --- as for the way this slowly burns the reader --- the ending is quite a finish line...yet leaves us with wanting more in the closure...

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

J.P., this is extraordinary! I've never read you before...until I read your bio, and saw a photo of Keats...then, I was hooked.

I loved every line of this...the way you reversed the phrase, "read and breathed" was amazingly brilliant!

By the way, I'm Kelly...nice to meet you!



Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This one left the taste of how I daydreamed moments could be before life intruded and realities took control.

Posted 3 Years Ago


J.P. Bristow

3 Years Ago

I think your response more poetic than my sorry attempt...thank you so very much for your time and f.. read more
Chris

3 Years Ago

take care... I turned your pages BECAUSE I wanted to... after listening to your thoughts, they aren'.. read more
Simply beautiful!

I don't know why, but in my head I hear these words in the serious voice of Holly Golightly (Audrey Hepburn) in "Breakfast at Tiffany's." Maybe it's simply the feel of your line, "In elongated tones," that slips me inside that lilting voice.

Anyway, pardon my nearly useless aside...

I do like the gentle, lilting tone of the piece. Poems are so much better when they transcend language and find a real voice. I believe you have done that here. Excellent job!

Posted 3 Years Ago


J. K. Beach

3 Years Ago

Hey J. P., Thanks so much... I'm nothing if not whimsical, in fact, I might even be quintessentially.. read more
J. K. Beach

3 Years Ago

Hey, looks like you beat me to the friends request... but by all means, yes...
J.P. Bristow

3 Years Ago

Lol your funny....
Now this is what I call a love poem... Absolutely fantastic, wish I was your pen!! All Good Things, Neville

Posted 3 Years Ago


J.P. Bristow

3 Years Ago

Thank you for the kind review.......sometimes I wish I was my pen lol lol......
Neville Pettitt

3 Years Ago

I bet.......
I love the style here. "Willingly" is one of those words that clings to you all evening like the bottom
of a wet shirt. The images are lush and heavy even tomographic as it produces a three dimensional image of "this" impinging energy. Nicely written but even nicer concieved....dana

Posted 3 Years Ago


J.P. Bristow

3 Years Ago

Thanks for stopping by.....you review and time are very much appreciated
*sigh.
I imagine go back to nights just like those.
That once upon a time when I loved a poet.
Thank you for the memory.
Pablo... What to say about Pablo. Maybe my first true love?

Posted 3 Years Ago


J.P. Bristow

3 Years Ago

What he cheat on me? Damn ..and here I greedily thought his words were for me alone...lol lol glad t.. read more
Matching Socks

3 Years Ago

My pleasure. :)
I'm sure he loved us both equally. :)

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