the memory of your lips

the memory of your lips

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz


for in the memory of your lips
are the presence of your lies. and i seek a sustenance from a truth
that is not there. you are vapid, broken, endless, cruel. and my beauty
can not contain you. it rejects you in an elemental, painful way;
it steals my breath and leaves me aching, shattered on the ground.

i claw my fingers into the dirt and feel the moist, clay texture
beneath my nails. i'm ripped apart from the inside.
i'm losing so much blood, and you're pushing, delving the stake
deeper into my side, and i'm staring up at you with these guileless eyes.

sometimes it feels like everything beautiful dies.

i cannot cross the chasm between us; i've been whispering love notes to you
in the night. speaking only beauty and love.
i've been pressing your hand against my heart; your lips
against my lips. i share my breath and my dreams, but i cannot revive you.

and as the inevitable bud of truth begins to push through the soil
i recoil from the realization that
you are not there.
i could clutch onto this lifeless aspiration for now, or forever
but you are gone, and things die.
and i must live.

© 2013 Kara Emily Krantz



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You are a amazing writer. I like the energy and drive in the poem.
"and as the inevitable bud of truth begins to push through the soil
i recoil from the realization that
you are not there."
The above lines are my favorite. Hard to grasp but sometime we must. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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You are a amazing writer. I like the energy and drive in the poem.
"and as the inevitable bud of truth begins to push through the soil
i recoil from the realization that
you are not there."
The above lines are my favorite. Hard to grasp but sometime we must. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Great diction and connotation. Beautiful imagery conveys your intent in a most charming way. Enjoyed reading this very much!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

what an amazing contrast you display. such a dark poem but yet intensely laced with a declaration of hope . there is no other here or anywhere that writes like you do dear miss kara. just a powerful and excellent write!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You are a light of hope even in the aching storm of flesh and bone. The words of love remembered... the agony in the loving recalled... and yet the distance is a chasm between life and death. Yes, precious one, choose life... always.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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The 13th Eros

4 Years Ago

Your writing is enchanted. :)
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Kara Emily Krantz

4 Years Ago

Thank you. So much.
Oh um... This is such a powerful poem. I don't have much to say. Why is it powerful? Let's go with that. This poem is powerful because the author is bursting with desire for real connection. She has a lovely heart and a powerful intellect and has learned to allow neither to rule the other. She has found a balance though I fear she continues to search for completion. .......... I am moved by this.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kara Emily Krantz

4 Years Ago

My dear, so good to hear from you. :) Thank you so much for your review! :) And your compliments.

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Tags: pain, loss, love, beauty, earth, lies, memory, kiss, ache, death, end, forever, truth, dirt, cruel, life, choice, live, realize, whisper

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Kara Emily Krantz
Kara Emily Krantz

http://karaemily.wordpress.com, MA



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I am resolved to never be content with the lives of "quiet desperation" which so many of us lead, to continuously challenge myself, and forever walk in Beauty. I like pandas. I like writing poe.. more..

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