Our Bravest Face

Our Bravest Face

A Poem by Crowley
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From a prompt of the picture up there. The picture is called Morning by Clarence White - 1906.

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We saw the glade, we strolled the hollow, at five o’clock I brushed your hair

You sent shivers up my spine and talked of the milk white skin of my thigh

And we laughed about the Mister and seriousness of political love and polemic lust

And how difficult it is to listen to the worlds conventions and not lose hope

 

Companion loved, companion lost

You were rolled in oats and honey 

And I whinnied and pranced about

The connection the slimmest and strongest filament 

Umbilical nourishment and telepathic rapture

You left me without a shore

 

We ate the berries, we bathed in lavender, at five o’clock you brushed my hair

You told me you were moving on, we cried pools of memories into your lap

And we laughed about the Mister and the seriousness or mortal thought and heavens trap 

And how difficult the night would be without the crickets

 

Companion loved, companion lost

I was awkward, lithe and funny

And you laughed and rolled about

The connection being severed by a razors edge

What will I do without my sunshine

I left you without a moor

© 2019 Crowley


Author's Note

Crowley
Happy Sunday!!! Almost time for Karaoke!!!

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endearing, tender, so tender. a Love that will always be, but it can't be, how difficult is to keep it, and not to lose faith, how brave is the face that keeps a smile while the heart is crying. some really beautiful phrases here, the repetitions made it a more like a song to my ears, gave it more strength and tenderness. wonderful write my friend.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Wow, this shows an intensity of emotions which really get through to the reader. That tenderness of brushing hair, shivers up your spine to your final three lines where that razor cuts deep and your sunshine has gone. Beautiful poetry Crowley.

Chris

Posted 3 Years Ago


Crowley

3 Years Ago

Thanks Christine!!!! I really like this one, turned out better than I thought it would when I starte.. read more
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

It's a keeper, fo sure :))
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Just as good second time round. Love this poem Crowley.
This is a beautifully lyrical poem. I love the old-timey photo & your writing style is in perfect harmony with that smudged browntone. I'm not crazy about the way you used "fucked" -- it feels like a jolt OUT OF your sweetly flowing & mesmerizing imagery. But I also realize you are digging deep during these uninhibited refrains (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Years Ago


barleygirl

3 Years Ago

I really love the change *smile*
Crowley

3 Years Ago

Did you get that this was companionship between women? I tried to get at how in times past when the.. read more
barleygirl

3 Years Ago

I'd read your reply to a review before I first read your poem, so I was already aware of the gender .. read more
I am glad that this is the first piece I read of you...it tells me of your intensity, of your grief, of your love....How passionate it is to have so much and end with all we need...empty hands.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Crowley

3 Years Ago

Thanks luv!!!! This was a prompt for another site, and I pictured it as a relationship between two w.. read more
there is the twist at the end which makes the poem an awesome one

Posted 3 Years Ago


The Author owns the word choices and placement, but it's the reader that turns the pages. I've sat here a good fifteen minutes... internally debating my own bias... we both lost. To me this is a sadly great would-have-been. Good word flow, substance, patterns, tones... and they accentuated the pic's challenge of creation - but the F-shocks served nothing but perhaps your intent. If their presence was meant to imbue a taste of a deeper-anger over the sense of personal losses - for me it failed... they merely took away my desire to "listen" to the next - for now.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Chris

3 Years Ago

Changing is ALWAYS the purview of the Author... But, I sensed the depth of the anger you imbued to e.. read more
Crowley

3 Years Ago

lol...thats why I love you man...always the diplomat. You are an institution on this site and a much.. read more
Chris

3 Years Ago

Damn, I HAVE to learn how to blush - one day! Nah, I ain't that good, nor innocent.
Well it's so true that a picture speaks thousand words! The perspective of the poem is very enjoyable.

Posted 3 Years Ago



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