still

remaining strong during difficult times...

 

Sometimes I wish that I were cold like tonight, falling on the ice wouldn't hurt

so much, and the purple on my slender thighs would transform to yellow.

 

I would no longer find comfort wearing your old football jersey, number

thirteen slowly fading as the minutes become hours and the days intermingle

with the nights...

 

Loving you made me stronger.

 

Sacrifices are mute if for only one moment I feel your lips upon mine and the

warmth of your tongue as it explores the safety of my breasts.

 

I always perceived myself as fragile, but now realize that I am as the sea, for on
the stormiest of nights the black waves concede when the attempt to drown me

becomes...

 

Insurmountable.

 

I am yet standing on the shimmering white sand as it tickles my feet; the sun
caresses my shoulders, and the summer breeze restores my freedom, for I know
that I possess the ability...

 

to Love...

 

in spite of chaos.

Reviews

[Dani California]

"I am yet standing on the shimmering white sand as it tickles my feet; the sun
caresses my shoulders, and the summer breeze restores my freedom, for I know
that I possess the ability...

to Love...

in spite of chaos."

This says it all. Everything that will ever mean anything....
Beautifully done! Yes indeed....

A favorite of mine, thank you!

[R J Askew]

There is something about the flow of the words up at the top that reaches a sort of sweet spot on the word 'intermingle'. I haven't counted the syllables, but it seems a really balanced flow.

There is a balance of sadness and optimism in the poem as the mood shifts to the latter.

I like the way you identify with the sea, which is a powerful and mysterious force in constant motion with all kinds of moods. The breeze also lightens the mood.
Ach, that word... intermingle... intermingle... as the days intermingle... tingle, single, mingle, tingle

[Clockwork]

There are many beuatiful lines to be found here in your piece. The message is one of strength shown through very vivid images.

[Jason]

Great write! Growing stronger through difficult times.

Jason

[A.J. Smith]

Beautiful, as usual. I always enjoy your free verse...sensual and meaningful. I also always enjoy your attention to the visual presentation of your work..colrs, fonts, use of white space...all combine to enhance your art. Interesting closure with the elegant Japanese Katakana symbol for Ka...adds another air of mystery. Lovely write, Apollonia.

[PENS FOR PEACE /TJ CALI..]

Again a beautiful artistic poem! You remind me of a very great and wonderful erotic poet of the 70's name
Dick Summer and his book of erotic poetry called "loving touch".
He entertained many of us during the 1960's and 70's on WNBC 660 AM radio every night at midnight, with his passionate erotic tales he called poems.
I swear you must be the recanation of this incredible poet and ertoic writer!
You should google him and get his number and try and talk to him (he's in his mid 60's now)
but I know him and I bet he would love to talk you and read some of some of your master pieces!
I remember one of his great poems went:
"before you wipe the night's sweat between your most lusious thighs, just let me taste you and show you, one more time how much I love you."
I use to stay up all night as a kid to hear his show! I didn't sleep much back then, but boy did I enjoy myself!
Try and google Dick Summer and read some of great erotic poetry, (if you haven't already!)
But just like him, your poetry is truly great and I am a fan of yours.
Keep writing and you will be publish soon, if you're not yet!
Just rember I called it first!
Always a friend!
TIM

[Lalli]

snap snap*

the strength of love, the emporement of such emotions with an added exotic twist.
that last verse killed it! it was perfect, to love in spite of chaos.. it brought the whole poem together and emphasised the metphor to the stormy seas.
you know i love your work though ;-p

haven't alked to u in awhile sweetie, i hope all is well.

much love n respect

-Lalli

[pal]

"I would no longer find comfort wearing your old football jersey, number
thirteen slowly fading"

very true.. in the beginning every little tit bits bring you great moments of joy... when love hurts.. very same become like pin pricks..

lovely poem here..
pal

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

You have a unique way of writing, that if anyone were to read your poem, they would know it is yours. You possess a way to capture our hearts with your words that almost jump out from the page to speak to us.

for I know
that I possess the ability...



to Love...



in spite of chaos.

I love that line the best. Very nice job.

kena

[Brette Medb]

Wow. This piece was strong, liberating and hopeful. I loved the imagery and the emotion behind each and every line. This is definitely going into my favorites. The last two lines pieced the whole poem together. Great write.


Brette