Oviedo

Oviedo

A Poem by Hollow Man

I held you, naked as untouched snow

Safer than love’s silence in winter breath,

Slow silence, concealed as flesh to flesh

Lain in life’s bare bed; Soft as Sinatra

Blue you pressed into barren polished sea

To see, be, silent at last, to be lost

In secluded sunless lull, pressed solely

To share sight with my wearied shut eyes;

 

Fallen in trodden tarmac wilderness

With sad stories stooped with silent scars

Fail-tended, unhealed, tethered to death,

Common as Oviedo; Laced with dry Iris

Plaster words push through to end the rest,

Safer than love’s silence in winter breath.

 

© 2010 Hollow Man


Author's Note

Hollow Man
I'm not happy with the end but this one wore on me, wore on me.

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This is simply stunning!
A beautiful entanglement of imagery of the heart, the first line is one of the most beautiful lines I have ever read, truly :)
If I may say - this is lush! lol
xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


I think you should be very happy with that last line "Safre than love's silence in winter breath" i love how it flowed genlty, well done

Posted 13 Years Ago


You've created a two tone painting with this, swept the words shaded and dark across a canvas and come out with a sad poem, yet full of longing ..

that last line is beautiful 'Safer than love’s silence in winter breath'

Posted 13 Years Ago


Well i kinda liked the ending, thought it was well woven i enjoyed reading

Posted 13 Years Ago


your threading together of words creates an exquisite tapestry of beautiful and haunting images~ the emotive aura is perfectly balanced for reaction in balance~

Posted 13 Years Ago


Images take me uplifted, watching, and then the fall brought me sadly down to checking out what just happened.

Posted 13 Years Ago


nice. tarmac wilderness is a neat phrase

Posted 13 Years Ago


Safer than love’s silence in winter breath,

Nice line, it does effect the emotions. Kind of a slow groove, grind journey into meloncholy. Definately one that makes you think.

Posted 13 Years Ago


It's so soft, like a feather it brought chills.

Posted 13 Years Ago


oh, the bitter touch of loveless cold! "i held, naked as untouched snow." is there a more powerful to start this! great write!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Hollow Man
Hollow Man

Stafford, VA



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I was born an old soul. Such is life. I live in a wasteland town in Northern Virginia. Poetry is solace. I run an online literary journal titled Toska with my best friend, which is now accepting submi.. more..

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