Chill Night (Sin Paciencia)

This is one of many of my poems that I wrote in the grip of insomnia. I call them, Insomniacal Poems, and their voice often differs from that of my waking voice.

Tonight I am keening for two limbs entertwined and infused in mine

the feathery touch of roughened fingertips tracing the curves

the electric sting of your flesh meeting and parting

as waves of a shoreline under a waxing moon

dazzling and cool as the blustering breeze.

 

 

 

 

Yet I keen more mightily for your words to be eloquently visible

on your lips as we speak our thoughts aloud, unmeasured

brought to lucidity by your gleaming eyes and the set

of your trembling jaw and not in my imagination

as I am wont to see your words of late.

 

 

 

 

Keening and aching with the need of you tonight I find myself

awake at a godforsaken hour pouring my thoughts

into letters into words into nothing more than ink

and does it lessen my desire to see your face?

If only for a moment.. yet, NO.

 

 

 

 

Words that pour forth like a fountain do nothing more

than present themselves unloved on a page

frigid, heartless and rigid, unembraceable

they are not enough this snowy night

nor will they ever suffice.

 

 

 

 

I crave fire and redemption from the callous air

I seek passion, heat, direction, light

I want to be a example of sin

and instead find myself

an example of lonely.

 

 

 

 

I am waiting for you desparatively

impatient and increasingly

 

 

cold.

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

You have an incredible mastery of the language.
You got to me! I found myself glued to every word,
line and phrase. Thinking, did I read that right ?
Did she really say what I think ? Wonderful stuff.
I went over this again and again and there is no error,
it is an imaginative, flowing, exciting story.
Congratulations! 100 %.
---- Eagle Cruagh

[Larry Dyson]

beautiful...

[Bhavya Kaushik]

This is really so dark and sad but so beautifully written!
Very intense piece of writing...


Thank for participating in "The pain of my lonely nights" contest :)

[L.G. Knight]

I love this!


~Frances~

[Arthur Henn]

I really like the last four stanzas, great flow of words falling into imagery. Enjoyed this very much.

Art

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

This is really a poem that makes me feel the same feelings you so well described.. it has a good style and you express so well that keening and cold feeling .. well done.

Chloe
xoxo

[poddar kushal]

some writers when describing a feeling or a situation cannot stop at the right place when the reader is to take over the creation and the imagination. you certainly do know. well done dear friend!

[The Musings of Mary H.]

You are a wonderfully descriptive writer! I enjoyed it from beginning to end!

"the feathery touch of roughened fingertips tracing the curves



the electric sting of your flesh meeting and parting"