Burning Letters I Never Wrote

Keeping please and thank you
within the answers held far
from talking eyes.
Is a burst of air splashing casually
from the pages of a book,
waltzing into sighs.

I just saw indignation
standing out in a thin smile again.
Emotionless laughter is at my door
with another sign, still and pausing
when night has entered
silently my friend.

On one side little boxes full of hope
grow bigger as they sit.
Yet, misting gently in the distance
comes the morning
instinctively they grow smaller
then they quit.  

I do not know where I should be walking
or if I should mention what I see.
When uncertainty brings a little chill
hardens this soft heart
I carry
here inside of me.

You may hear stones from the ground
drinking the truth from my hands.
But not, if you still have
an axe to grind
stupidities pipe to smoke
at your command.

Listen to the cries of no, no, no
breathing inside all human souls.
Close your eyes and pretend
you are in Disneyland
burning every letter I sent you
but never wrote.

Your breath will come in a whispered kiss,
running through your head.  
The poison from your mouth
will empty out into all the goodbyes
you meant, but never
quite said.

Author's Note

I have no clue...............

Reviews

[SpokenWord]

If you have no clue then we are doomed!! It seems like this is about someone who couldn't fully commit to one and couldn't actually admit they didn't want it all so they pretended to walk the walk and talk the talk for as long as they could and as always they were busted and found guilty of never caring. Just my two cents woth of flesh and blood.

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Interesting how sometimes we write things without really knowing the reason why we write them. Happens often. For having no clue, I loved this one. Great write!

[Thea]

"Your breath will come in a whispered kiss,
running through your head.
The poison from your mouth
will empty out into all the goodbyes
you meant, but never
quite said."

What a great ending...Very well said, Neva...
I was really interested reading this...
You're full of wisdom... :)))

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Emotions were written well here!

[MS. BABy]

Your breath will come in a whispered kiss,
running through your head.
The poison from your mouth
will empty out into all the goodbyes
you meant, but never
quite said.

but u do......wonderful feelings, i know someone who writes letters and never mails them....awesome..

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Sounds like a typical 'me first' man to me. Sometimes i wonder if I fit into that category...
Sharp, excellent writing.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

As I read this poem...I was your neighbor...Your very angry neighbor. Yelling at a man at 2 in the morning who was standing in your lawn. I was asking him to please "Shut the hell up" and "don't you know what it means when a woman changes the locks!!" lol...

Anyways, I dont honestly know if I will ever be able to pinpoint "the" theme of this poem. It is special to me because it seems to be a perfect storm of many thoughts and emotions that is always rare. One thing that struck me in particular was that there seemed to be a fear of losing one's ability to love. You really made me remember to take account of the cost we have to pay for exacting revenge.

For a second...I saw the beautiful mistress of the sea...standing with fire in her eyes and lava seeping out from the cracks in the rocks beneath her feet. The highlights in her hair were gone. She needed to be embraced and held to calm her down...but no one had the courage to attempt to do so....

[Teri B]

Second guessing oneself, or "living" in fear makes us lose many opportunities to say and do things that need to be said and done. And then, we feel anger and regret...

That's what I got from it.

[Marie Harrison]

For some reason, I love this line. It spoke to me.

Close your eyes and pretend
you are in Disneyland
burning every letter I sent you
but never wrote.

Loved your poem!

[joshua deathdealer]

This is poetry at it's very best. Well done Neva..xx

[unknown]

hmmm interesting, i think i write letters through gestures and spoken words, but when people don't hear them i have to write it down...nice poem. There is a poem awaiting your presence to read Neva :)