Babble

Babble

A Poem by JR

I’m making too much of you; I’m constructing of you a temple

where I can lay in supplication

on the rushes of your presence

 

I’m caught up in your hymns, cabal mythology

humming along

twisting in half-explained memories

of Tennessee skies and Berkley nights

 

I’m having a hard time letting go

 

Holy Spirit, ambulatory now, while I wish to speak in tongues

in a way you’ll understand

the Babble of my mind

in the brothel of my will

 

I’m having a hard time letting go

 

I would scrawl for you any nature

any existence

… build for you a mystery

where I wouldn’t burn

when I discovered

 

your eyes are green

 

© 2008 JR


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I still like the contrast between the poetical displays and the simple fact -
"your eyes are green".

Love/lust/obsession etc transforms the smallest details into an epic dream.
Good work. How've you been?

Posted 10 Years Ago


You like green? You don't like green? Hmm...

Just kidding, I guess that's not the part to focus on. You've made use of some fantastic images; the overall hyperbole of this really hits home how overwhelmed your narrator is by his subject. Melodrama that, the heart and mind convinces us, is minus the 'melo'.

Great work.
Sorry I've got nothing constructive.

Posted 10 Years Ago


fantastic write....you paint well.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

your best poem ever. loved it. fav.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I came and read a while back but somehow skipped out without leaving any trace. . .
these words are worth reading again and again.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the last line is worth two bookfulls and a ten pound note...great stuff...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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