I fell

I tripped over a stone on my path

And I fell into your arms

Warm, protecting and long enough

For you to grasp the whole of me

I slipped into your truth by accident

As I was tenderly seized by your gaze

Within a dream that felt authentic

Within an untainted shade of willow brown

In which my image became apparent

Until you blinked and it grew dull

I awoke to life in an instant

Breathing worry once more

And I found myself incapable of

Putting into words

How I fell for you in a moment

I wanted to make last

As we went in opposite directions

And you never looked back

You broke into my heart

When I tripped on my path

Author's Note

Reviews

[Michelle N. H.]

To fell into your muse's or lovers arms, is to fall almost like a mule, over the stone, three times ;-) but then with the right need, and concious! wow, this is, real, poignant, and so honest..... you are in your first two lines I think so aware of what you are, and wanted to bring over.

To lose yourself into another, is pure love, it's art, it's the way I feel your sentence, or better said, your way of expressing:

"I slipped into your truth by accident
As I was tenderly seized by your gaze
Within a dream that felt authentic
Within an untainted shade of willow brown
In which my image became apparent
Until you blinked and it grew dull"

In combination with this fine UK music, that suites my ears,
I only can further dream... of this moment, as you spoil your readers,
with your high sensitivity. BUT, then my dear friend, you sparkle in
your fantastic dramatic and melancholic European heart, when the second half
of your positivism, turns, into real felt distance, pain, and acceptance, of letting go

It's pure art, here, nothing more nothing less, it's fantastic how you feel a moment,
and how you can bring it into words, for it's purity my sweet friend... you have a gift,
and (many shall not feel it as I do), but you have... and I'm grateful to have been here,
to let it all in, feel it, dance with it, and embrace it, for there is nothing more beautiful,
Than a raw northern European moment, felt, and penned out. Thank you... love.

- Elisa xx

[Michelle N. H.]

Haha, UK music, you make me laugh. I love our codes xD Elisa, this review, with it you literally explain my poem to its core. You have soaked all in, all I wanted to express. The fact that you understand me so well.. It touches me deeply. Love you x

You are so welcome Mich! I love you too! -x- Happy to read it another time just now... :D

[Michelle N. H.]

Yay, haha x)

[David Scott]

Again, you write about acceptance. Being in a moment and letting it go when it is past...
This is part of mature living and mental health. It is also part of enjoying the gifts we find along the way in life.
Have we all not tripped into a magical moment at some point in life?
Have we all not seen it slip away as indiscriminate to our existence as a comet passing Earth...?
This was a joyful sorrow to read. A reflective glance into the rear view mirror of life while keeping our attention on the road ahead...
Wonderfully done!

[Michelle N. H.]

You are right, all of us have or we will. Thank you, David, for your fine review. I appreciate the thoughts you've shared. :)

[ChemicalMadness]

i love how simple and nearly singsong becomes sinister and jaded here...lovely evolution, that ;)

CM

[Michelle N. H.]

Thank you, CM. ^^

[Edgar Perez]

The ever passing moment which we all fear.
"It's like ships, we sail through each others lives
Through beauty of water and grace"
I didn't understand that statement until
I felt just like your words.
But in the end we all dock in the same port.

This piece, it's so relevant to my life. It's a footprint,
It is what I love to read.

I am captured with your poetry, Michelle.
There is no intricate, or big worded long review
for me to give. I simply tell you, I am capture. (:

[Michelle N. H.]

I love that saying, how beautiful. Surely I will remember it. Thank you, Edgar, very much, for each and every word you have given me here. I so appreciate you! :)

[h d e rushin]

sometimes the things we love the most are not the things that the microscope sees. But the
obvious things that we just stumble upon in this process of being human.....Wonderful poem
dear friend.

dana

[Michelle N. H.]

I do agree with you :) Thanks a whole lot, dana.

[Scott Metro]

And I found myself incapable of
Putting into words
How I fell for you in a moment...This is a line I know so well.
This was certainly sad for me. I feel sad that this happened to you..!!
You've always been such a bright light to me that this just doesn't seem possible.
Very touching write Michelle..
My admiration.
Scott

[Michelle N. H.]

That's very sweet, Scott. Made me smile. I appreciate that. :)

[Scott Metro]

Ember
:)
Scott