Poet's Word

Poet's Word

A Poem by Breezie Kae

Pushing myself away,
I can't bring myself to stay.
I can't bring myself to say,
I admit it, I'm lost.

But am I being pushed away,
or am I just not following you?

Crimson for lies and indigo sadness,
I'd try to keep up if it weren't for your gladness.
I may feel like death, but this death is so fabulous;
I could just meet you there.

But when everything is over,
is it really all that better?

My oxygen's turning so grey and so dense,
it's the poet's word and it makes the least sense.
My heart valve closes, my breathing turns tense;
I couldn't explain if I tried.

But is the poet's word confusing,
or just too straight-forward?

Pushing myself away,
but I'm never far away.
Making distance in a day,
I'm paving this road.

Am I being pushed away,
or am I making progress?

© 2010 Breezie Kae

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You are paving roads and paving paths...Bravo............................

Posted 5 Years Ago

Love this, Breezie. You're sick with your skills as always.

"it's the poet's word and it makes the least sense." Golden line.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Posted 8 Years Ago

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This is a wonderful wirte here. I really enjoyed this, a pondering write.

Posted 9 Years Ago

I like where this poem ended up...in the end wheather anyone wants you to believe it or not you are paving your own road, It's always a choice one makes that starts the pavement.

Posted 9 Years Ago

This was an interesting one. I liked it though. The flow was nice for me. Good job. Thanks for sharing. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

When we write, we write with an audience of one - our mind - but we don't write solely for ourselves. The audience is diverse and far reaching, so the poets word cannot touch everyone's heart and make them think, hence -"But is the poet's word confusing, or just too straight-forward?" - for some it's the former and for some the latter.

Keep "paving that road" :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

In our "world" we want to make an impression on people using our words and you are doing just that by showing us what you can do with the strength of yours! Everything you write be it complete and utter shite (excuse the language) or the next shakespearian sonnet makes us a sum of all our parts. We're all individual and wonderful and so different. That's what makes us poets. Write what's in your heart and in your head, and you won't go far wrong :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

The Poet's mind always thinking and looking for a release on to a sheet of paper. I like the conflict in your words. Some answers need time and many year to understand. A interesting poem.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on July 5, 2010
Last Updated on July 5, 2010

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