Sometimes

Sometimes

A Poem by danielle.

Sometimes it's like a blanket 

Sometimes it's like a blade 

Sometimes it's like a flower 

Or a shadow in the shade 

Sometimes it makes me weightless 

Or turns my bones to lead 

Sometimes it's in my heart 

And others in my head 

Sometimes it is the instrument that leads my soul to bleed 

Sometimes it is a sanctuary that greets my every need
 
Sometimes it is an echo in the cavern of this chest 

An affirmation with each beat that will not let me rest 

Sometimes it is my freedom 

Others it’s my cage 

Today it was the single tear that fell upon my page.

© 2019 danielle.


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Wonderful use of words dear poet. The flow of thoughts led the reader to the proper ending. Us men and women, need to know some tears. To make us know we are alive. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


Love is all this and more...an ache when none should be felt...a tear when none should flow...a heart to be held close...and one that wants to go.

a lovely poem...the repetition of sometimes works well.

A good write, elle

Posted 4 Years Ago


A beautiful poem about the many facets of love. Like a diamond it can be, but sometimes it can lose its sparkle. Lovely flow here, I appreciated the movement and the rhyme. Totally unforced work. Your final line really resonated with me this morning.

Chris

Posted 4 Years Ago


danielle.

4 Years Ago

This was definitely one of those pieces that flowed, like that single tear in fact. Thank you again .. read more
Can't live with it, can't live without it.
''If'' you're in love you don't need to write about it.
If you've broke up, wow, you need to get it down to cleanse your soul.

Posted 5 Years Ago


danielle.

5 Years Ago

I feel like love is not a static state. In my experience, life tends to get in the way!
i see it as the many facets of love...the many faces of it, the many disguises and guises of it.

and that single tear dropping to the page, like the ink with which we write about the unrequited kind.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago


danielle.

5 Years Ago

Indeed, this is a poem about love, it’s a complicated topic. Thanks again for your comments.
Lovely love the repetition here and yes I agree with Steve it may be well faith or love maybe

Posted 5 Years Ago


danielle.

5 Years Ago

Thank you Julie, this is definitely a poem about love.
It may mean different things to some others , but to me it is your faith you refer to ,a subject that is hard to describe with mere words. You caught it very well ,also the flow or meter is excellent.
well done


Posted 5 Years Ago


danielle.

5 Years Ago

Hello and thank you for your thoughts and praise. Elle

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