Blue Sins

Heartbreak Records #2

And the world keeps preaching

that love is the cure -

but he's got enough love for two men

and he still pops those pills

like hard mints.

The smoke from my cigarette

coils up in his eyes like

filmed ghosts stuck to his lenses,

his head resting in my lap;

the silver light between curtains

lying in lace patterns across his face.

And I trace his features in the dim-lit room

trying to imprint his face 

in my mind's heart as I whisper, 

Love, tell me what's on your mind,

my fingers falling into the waves of his hair 

as he rambles on about the fable 

of a red man with horns and I smile,

until he says:

Not even God forgave his favourite angel.

And my heart sinks to the bottom of the Atlantic.

The flames in the room burning so hot

that it turned everything blue.

Author's Note

Last night/morning's 4AM write. Not too sure if the image is worthy enough to be shared, but here we are.

Reviews

[Lorry]

Your first line captures what so many hear, and strive to be part of, yet we are all let down by the reality not matching those picture perfect images and quotes of love. The not even God line turns feeling on their head, as the reader wonders if it was the end of the line, or just the end of the poem. It is all the better for the unspoken, leaving the reader wondering and wandering through your lines. Superb.

[Alice Poésy]

Thank you so much for such an in-depth analysis. It's always so wonderful to hear people's thoughts. My favourite part about poetry is the "take what you want", "it is what you see" aspects to it. It can be so many things.

Thank you so much for taking the time and stopping by :)

[Lorry]

you're welcome.

[1VJ]

When I read you, in my mind it's as if I'm watching a biographical movie of your life. The view is always intriguingly honest and perfectly manifested. Sinfully good representation of blue. :)

[Alice Poésy]

Thank you so much! I found that I'm a better non-fiction writer. I like the raw honesty that comes with it. Thanks for stopping by and leaving such a lovely comment. Always a pleasure to have you here!

[Asante]

This is nowhere short of fantastic, Alice.

From the way this tale progresses, to the strong pictures that it presents a reader, every bit of this is top-notch and very moving to me. Your work never fails at crafting images that sit on the edge of your mind even beyond the conclusion of the piece; I treasure that deeply.

Always a pleasure reading your work, Alice. Ever-inspiring to me and my own. :)

[Alice Poésy]

Sante, I can't tell you how much it means to me that you like what I do. I appreciate it and all the support SO much! Needless to say, I am for ever inspired by your writings and very much in awe. Thank you for taking the time to read my rambles :). Take care!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

fantastic image...he seems to be drifting away into himself, into twilight and she is trying to hold on to last moments with him---

beautiful piece...your writing really moves me.

j

[Alice Poésy]

I can't tell you how much your words mean to me, Jacob. Thank you ever so kindly for taking the time to drop by. Always a pleasure.