Lines in my Palms

There was a breath I no more save.

 

 

 

God had written

Letters of love and demise

That I no more save

Or memorize

So that anyone..

 

...Anyone at all

Might save me.

 

I've gone astray,

Guide me.

If my mumbling pray

Deserts me.

 

 

My coiled fist unfolded, five fingers and streams of sunlight, interwining mine like unworldly flesh, curious of human touch.

 

My palm stretched for the sunrays; thin ghosts within a darkened blue.

 

I gurgled for breath, not knowing if I was welcome into ocean floors. And unable to move my tongue, I sighed:

 

 

Take me,

Give me,

Into worlds

Beyond the reflection

Within another,

Where one reflection,

Is a color,

Of dishonor.

 

Remind me well

Of ships that

Stubbornly propell

Into untamed, crashing howls

Under a brooding

Ill tempered air

Huffs and tears

And silver glares

Among grey cloud smears

 

Tell me again of

Timeless whens

When the curve of a hand

that gives life to storms and

Sweet warm rains alike

 

Edens flourished

Upon prisons of unhappiness

 

Chamomile and Basil fields

Beneath where my finger feels

And chairs and swings

For daughters of the winds

 

And where papers folded

Grieved sands in a bare head

Scorned by all but elegia moonlight

 

A teller of tales for the dead,

Or those laid to rest alive..

 

Trace for me

Mischivious boys

And houses with mounts

Of loved and lost toys

 

Paint for me

Dark fluttering hairs

Around chocolate skin

Carefree dancing and a grin.

 

Piano notes I hear

As I please

Black waters ebb at my knees

Gentle but swift with no fear

 

Inhaling breath again

My hair hangs around me

Deliberatly blindfolds

All that I see

 

I suffocate and my legs twist

Bneath me as a cold fist

Holds me further bellow

And strings of hair and the sea

Dance before my eyelashes

 

Ocean blue breaks up and away

I gasp for filth and air

I cough and spatter

Clenched teeth shudder and stutter

 

Coiled like a shell of a snail

Beautified by aging

Imprinted on the shore

And I faintly implore,

 

Stay,

Take me if you might.

I was not familiar

With bare, blunt sunlight.

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

*Image Title: Ode to the Ocean
*By: fatboyslimgirl
*Link: http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=sun+ocean#/d16i9gi

Reviews

[Emunah June.]

Wow...why doesnt this have any reviews?! This is absolutely incredible!!

Y'know, I was listening to the song "Nodlove" by Sonny Moore while reading this, and it fit perfectly. I know that, at first glance, that doesnt mean much, but I think it takes immense talent to create a poem that can fit pretty much any atmosphere.

As a long time fan of your work and a young poet inspired by your words, thank you for such an incredible read. I absolutely adored it. Every line was like a poem in itself.

[YouoweYoupay]

Thank you for reviewing this poem, Koda. I have not sent any requests for this poem, which explains why it has no views. Another reason is, I'm stuck wayy behind in the 'read request' line, since I haven't been active for about a year. So, I'm still trying to catch up with old posts, and this naturally leaves new posts and new artists neglected, 'you won't read our work, wella, then we won't check out yours.' this kinda equation, I guess. lol. I DO need reviews and constructive critisism though. I'm glad you enjoyed it while listening to your loved music. Thanks for stopping by. : )

-youoweyoupay