Blur

Blur

A Poem by Hailey Juliet
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A tribute to probably my favorite poet ever

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'let's f**k each other metaphysically'

because for five seconds flat 
there was a distinct possibility 
that i could actually put a finger on exactly what it was
that brought me back 

because somewhere between now and then 
something came over me, making me wonder
exactly how and when i missed the blank for the blanket
with my red sheets tucked in tightly around me
in this my chilly-dark heaven

because if i had known then what i know now
and had the nerve to talk to that guy i saw on the train that time
reading hemingway with a full-on geeky smile stretching
half-way round his not-so-shabby but ruddy face,
maybe i'd still be standing, frozen with teeth chattering 
in a bus shelter grinning like a goof. wow . . .

because if i had a choice in the matter
i think i'd rather be feeling the first-time-touch
of your vanilla mind, pressing, pushing
up against me in that memory of your parents bedroom,
back when the blur was but a burnt out pixel in the black of my subconscious
and not that no-signal static of my waking hours  
making me wonder what it feels like in focus





© 2018 Hailey Juliet



Author's Note

Hailey Juliet
The 'quoted' first line was borrowed from a poem by: kitty blur, "pixel or pixie". Credit where it is due.

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Hailey, this poem's depth might be beyond by reach. Still, I'll offer my interpretation. First, as with your other works, it's masterfully written. I would certainly buy any novel you authored. You're an exceptional writer.

I read this piece five times, and I left with the same thought. Regret! This is one glimpse of many, not just for you but for every reader. It's often about love, romance, sex, and the other relationship stuff. But, it's also about other missed opportunities and reflections about what major or minor changes we might have experienced with one seemingly insignificant decision. Of course, we usually imagine the most positive outcomes, not the other possibilities (maybe the other person was a creep, narcissist or an abuser). Just a few thoughts about this one.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hailey Juliet

3 Weeks Ago

Wow, Robert, thank you for the compliment. I so appreciate you taking the time to read this multipl.. read more
Robert Ray

3 Weeks Ago

You're welcome. Keep writing. Based on what I'm seeing on my dashboard, readers enjoy your work. .. read more



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Wow! This is actually one of the most prettiest poem I've ever read and yeah the quoted line perfectly suited and added more beauty in your writing😍

Posted 2 Days Ago


Stunning! This is the way stream-of-consciousness writing should be: sounds like it's just spilling out carelessly, but actually well-crafted. Writing like this doesn't happen by accident. I love the gushing way the thoughts go on & on, never getting boring or tedious, always shifting to another twist on a similar theme, with tons of vivid details to plant a reel of pictures in the reader's mind. Another thing that makes this sound really fresh is the way it's very uninhibited, like a confessional with no self-consciousness. Love it! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Week Ago


wow, this makes me feel i am reading a female Hemingway...(my favorite author)
your poems jump off the page and kindly slap the reader in the face, Hailey...
amazing journey.
i remember many times falling in love with the idea of someone...just a glimpse of that person, enough to create a legendary romance of the mind.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


This is without a doubt one of the best poems I've ever read. For me this is a piece about longing, and regret. The emotions of chances not taken, and what could have been, I have never read such vivid interpretations of these feelings. This was a joy to read, and I look forward to reading more of your work. I'm in awe.
-Richard

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Hailey Juliet

2 Weeks Ago

wow, thank you so much, I appreciate the read!
Hailey,

I like how the beginning is vague and generalized, much less articulate and spun with artful vocabulary as your other OCD-meticulous detailed to the very ounce of every sound, syllable and word pieces... which I actually love! It is raw and vulnerable and real! A breath of fresh air... you are just being yourself and second-guessing every subtle nuance of a moment in which you had a choice, which we all do.

The first 2 stanzas, as I mentioned are swimming with doubts, delusions, questioning, confusion... kind of like a roller coaster within your thoughts... You can tell that you can't think clearly and are trying to jar your mind into submission for at least a moment so you can make sense of what just transpired between you and dreamy nerd (which I love!)... I appreciate the ambiguity in wondering, "what is she thinking?" "What just happened?" "Why is she feeling this way?"

I also like how you weave your red bedding into many of your pieces... I too have red bedding and a red accent wall in my bedroom, mixed with black and white. I love the baroque boudoir environment it creates. I can tell you are inspired by this space and it comforts you.

I love your nervousness, exposed giddiness and relatable twitterpated mumblings in the 3rd stanza! How the thoughts of this Hemingway, smiling, ruddy, attractive nerd turns you into goo on the floor and you just can't find articulate words... It feels so nice to read that vulnerable side of you not painted up in high art like your usual eloquent words. It just feels like a real, modern scene.. and that came to life for me. I, too, have experienced many ponderings over the various attractive strangers/passersby curious about who they are and fantasizing more...

Your 4th stanza blows me away!! I, like Robert, concur that you are an exceptional writer and I would also buy any published work that you penned! I just looove that "vanilla mind" line (I have used that too). But what I love even more is that.. this is a metaphysical f*****g-what?!?! so no bodies, just minds and images and energy... and if he is perhaps sharing in the same ponderous thoughts as you, then it is transcendental, perhaps existentially shared?? Wow!!! I don't think one can top that!! Especially for an intellectual mind such as yours... I, as the reader, totally get in this piece that ultimately that is perhaps one of your deepest desires... to be known deep within your mind by another and to be loved deeply all the more for it. (Maybe I am off base, but that's what I am thinking right now). Any guy could f**k you physically... some might even bring you sensual pleasure... but to stimulate your mind, and the deep recesses of your intellect, only a chosen, worthy one could bring you to that, and you surmise that it might be Hemingway train nerd...

"back when the blur was but a burnt out pixel in the black of my subconscious
and not that no-signal static of my waking hours
making me wonder what it feels like in focus"

....uhhhh, those lines have my jaw dropped!! I don't even know what to say! I am going to have to re-read this again... I get so much out of that. I can completely relate... to the static of everyday life contrasted against the void of that burnt out pixel within you.. and you feel you are a blur as a result, and then HE, perfect HE, brings the blur into focus?!?! Wow... I LOVE this!

Once again, you are my favorite!

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hailey Juliet

3 Weeks Ago

Wow, Alexa, thanks for that extremely thorough review! I really enjoyed reading your interpretation.. read more
Alexa Apothic Red

3 Weeks Ago

Aw that's so sweet, but truly, this was so enjoyable to read... your pinings for this guy echoed my .. read more
Hailey, this poem's depth might be beyond by reach. Still, I'll offer my interpretation. First, as with your other works, it's masterfully written. I would certainly buy any novel you authored. You're an exceptional writer.

I read this piece five times, and I left with the same thought. Regret! This is one glimpse of many, not just for you but for every reader. It's often about love, romance, sex, and the other relationship stuff. But, it's also about other missed opportunities and reflections about what major or minor changes we might have experienced with one seemingly insignificant decision. Of course, we usually imagine the most positive outcomes, not the other possibilities (maybe the other person was a creep, narcissist or an abuser). Just a few thoughts about this one.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hailey Juliet

3 Weeks Ago

Wow, Robert, thank you for the compliment. I so appreciate you taking the time to read this multipl.. read more
Robert Ray

3 Weeks Ago

You're welcome. Keep writing. Based on what I'm seeing on my dashboard, readers enjoy your work. .. read more

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