STROBE

through the strobe of your mind
i danced in the lights
and glimpsed more of you
than you dared to show.

the shuttered flame
voiced true desires
hidden in the shadows of day
as checkerboard filters
quelled the love
that fades with dawn.

Reviews

[Ruben Wainui]

through the strobe of your mind
i danced in the lights
and glimpsed more of you
than you dared to show.

those are 4 of my favourite opening lines to a poem ever. Thankyou

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

lovely, sensuous poem!

[Hatchling]

Love this

[Ruth]

This is intriguing! This is soul examination, a daring, deciphering a code, as such!
Awesome visuals and I really enjoyed!
Bit worried about the "body in the trunk" though- maybe you should stay away from this person lol
xoxo

[khalid]

it is really showing how much you fall in someone more than they think..you feel you know that person more than the person knows himself. i think this is the highest degree of love. a stage at which you feel the beloved is everything in life and more. maybe sometimes we feel our beloved is not feeling us as strong as we do, this really hurts but nothing to be done then. i have really enjoyed the way this poem was written, the images drown and the flow of words. i am really so happy to read and review for you although your poems are tiring for me because i have to use the dictionary so often. thank you , waiting for more

[Allan Eddings]

Life comes in through this piece with throbbing clarity, bravo! The images are divine, they swirl and pulsate around one as they read - like the music in a club. Which is what this conjured for me. Not the idea of understanding the "deeper parts of someone" but rather this piece - to me at least - rejoices in lust!

Delicious, wonderful, lust! For that is what we deny, we dress it up during the day and put labels on it - love, boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, or wife all these terribly naive views of lust. As if there is any nobility in affections, in love, except the love which recognises that it is short-lived and exceptional - which most would call lust I think, though I call it true love.

Wonderful, just sublime imagery, I was reaching out towards phantoms of desire while reading, just marvelous!

Thank you ever so much for sharing, I cannot wait to read more!
A.E.

[L. Edward Neale]

Strength in brevity. Momentary flicker of dense illumination, then it sits imprinted on the retina of the minds eye. I dig the way you let the subject determine its own mode of expression. And accordingly the wide pallete can accomodate or deep creative courage can render concision as the case may be. Impressive body of work you have here.

[Tim Lion]

hard hitter.
hard to see the deeper parts of someone you care about.
hard to deal with that darkness.
and love is a fickle beast,
it'll turn from petals to thorns
in seconds.
T

[Manda]

Eloquently put...keep it up!

[joshua deathdealer]

Nice. I like the mystery and the wording. Well done.