drift

drift

A Poem by Nearly Blonded

it's saturday and i'm wearing my sunday's best 
pearls of perspiration adorn my collarbone 
earth tones smeared against my yellow skin 
imagining your color against a bleak backdrop 
summoning sound in my silent movie 

i'm all dressed up with nowhere to go 
my calls are not returned 
seductive songs and apologetic anguish reside in my nightstand 
licked shut, tightly wrapped 
never to bare their weary faces to the sun  

so we take time to ourselves 
our bodies go on break until our souls do the same 
laying in porcelain with stained cheeks 
scrubbing away every missed opportunity 
the mistakes of the night before 
not the bearing of a body
but of what lies within 
until the rawness of sorrow is all that remains 

© 2019 Nearly Blonded


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Rye
Wow, very unique write as well as powerful in a way. nicely done

Posted 4 Years Ago


Nearly Blonded

4 Years Ago

thanks!!!!
Sunday's best on Saturday...
Colors drip...
Licked shut...
No face to the sun...
Sand-paper makes for good make-up removal...
But only if your color is red...
Utterly jaw-dropping cleanliness to the sound and meter, whilst content is truly captivating...
16?
I was not S**T at 16....
Bravo

Posted 4 Years Ago


Powerful use of the language. You made the reader understand your thoughts. You danced on many topics and I wanted to read and know more. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


This is a vivid & original way to depict the age-old cycle of going out at night, painting the town, & then feeling empty after superficial encounter(s) are done. I can feel the wistful heart of someone pining to be "someone" in somebody's life, instead of just being a star in her own life . . . so I get sad overtones from your softly painted depiction. I tried to pick some favorite bits of word crafting to mention, but I love every single word! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Years Ago


Nearly Blonded

4 Years Ago

thank you! your reviews always bring a smile to my face
i agree with Ms. Jewel ... soft/sadness ... well painted scene and character .. i can see her ... ready to go .. makeup applied ... in reading i "drift" external to internal ... love the body on break .. forcing the soul to follow .. reminds me of getting the flu ... during the most hectic of times ... and all I could do was stay in bed for the duration .. a welcome respite getting sick ... go figure right!? your closing leaves me striped of it all ... uncomfortable and very painful :( some very fine stuff here my new found friend! :)
E.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Nearly Blonded

4 Years Ago

thank you very much. your reviews are very thoughtful :)
Wow...you have amazing talent. The softness sadness in your words drew me in and held me through the last line. Truly exceptional writing. :) Julie

Posted 4 Years Ago


Nearly Blonded

4 Years Ago

thank you so much Julie :)
Summoning sound in my silent movie...

How is it you know how to do this at 16??? You should see my stumblings and bumblings at that age. There was no cinematic skill, zooming in on the material, then widening into a philosophical panorama of intelligence and wisdom to boot!!! I had none of these things, and yet you have them all, dear friend.

Your words are gifts to this cafe. Thank you for believing in yourself, and honouring us with them. :):)

Deb

Posted 4 Years Ago


Nearly Blonded

4 Years Ago

wow that means sooo much to me. thank you :) your words are amazing as well
I love how this sounds, it reads so beautifully with an elegant pace and rhythm. The poem is so enjoyable to read yet there is a sadness and a loneliness to it. It feels effortless therefore, as if the protagonist is accepting or at least understanding of this disappointing situation. I really enjoyed this! Best, Laura.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Nearly Blonded

4 Years Ago

tysm for your reveiew :) your work is lovely as well
I love how you have approached this poem. I like your choice of language and the sound when I read your lines aloud. It is sad., especially your second stanza. Love can bring much sorrow that:s for sure. Very nicely conveyed.

Chris

Posted 4 Years Ago


Nearly Blonded

4 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words. and yes i really love alliteration in poetry. thanks for reading!
Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

You are very welcome :)

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Nearly Blonded

Philadelphia, PA



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