in a world where honey is hard to find

Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.

"Pooh," he whispered.

"Yes, Piglet?"

"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw, "I just wanted to be sure of you."
 

 

 

i trace the curve of
your jaw
with my lips.

i breathe in the scent
at your neck.

there is a need in my chest
to lay beside you
(as close as i can be)
beside you.

until my lips
-are your lips-
and my skin
-is your skin-
and somehow when you sigh
i softly breathe you in.

i just want to be sure of you

i kiss your cheek
with a reverence
i had (long ago)
thought faded

and pull you close
with a joy
i had oft-considered
jaded.

there is this lightness
in my heart
whenever you speak
soft words
into my ear.

i am comforted by
the realization
-i no longer need to fear-

i just want to be sure of you

i turn into the darkness
and whisper your name.
i grasp for your hand
and you gently do the same.

there is relief
in the knowledge
you are holding me close
on this night.

for sometimes i lose sight
and vainly try to see.

yet nothing is more clear
than the warmth of your embrace
(the kindness in your eyes)
my faith is overdue....
but

i am slowly
becoming
sure
of you.

Reviews

[Luke Brooks]

This was amazing. I love how you used the Winnie the Pooh quote. You sent me a comment a while back with another quote, about standing on a bridge and watching the water flow underneath you. It made my think of on Winnie the Pooh when they played "Pooh sticks". Pooh and Piglet threw two sticks into the river on one side of the bridge and ran to the other side to see whose stick made it under first. Me and my little brother James used to play it all the time. I love Winnie the Pooh. Eeyore could be my favorite character ever.

Breathing someone in as they sigh. What a beatuiful thought. That feeling of no matter how thightly you hold somebody, you're never close enough. I love that feeling and hate it.

[Inmate 72866]

Your technique of quoting is effective. I love the sensuality and vulnerability of this poem. It's fragile and beautiful. Excellent

[Johnny]

that's really wild because ..____


your being in tune with that honesty is what i am waiting for and hoping for from this one gilr in my head who has now moved on and in my heart ~~ whom she may never come to that fruition still...I'm hoping though even as i write this.

great piece..

great peace



it's nice to know that there are human beings like yourself that are humane like your self

"give me vulnerable, wet sponge of dripping words of love or... give me blueberry pancakes"

[Sarah Williams]

yet nothing is more clear
than the warmth of your embrace
(the kindness in your eyes)
my faith is overdue....
but

i am slowly
becoming
sure
of you.

--I LOVE these lines...the flow and the thought are both brilliant.

This poem was wrought with such an intense sense of love and passion that I truly feel the honesty in your "poetic voice". Sometimes the hardest thing for a poet to do is to make thier work "believable", and you have done this with flying colors here. I also love the little "Pooh and Piglet" excerpt at the beginning, so touching and so poignant in context of your piece. Bravo!

[Gandré]

You are entirely in your element with this story (poem). It is a great mix of thrilling sensuality,

"there is a need in my chest
to lay beside you
(as close as i can be)
beside you. "


warmhearted wit

"(the kindness in your eyes)
my faith is overdue.... "

and hot-blooded waiting for more.....====kindness cannot be more beautiful......
i am slowly
becoming
sure
of you."
"


Thank you for sharing my dear, superb, like always (Kara's special, I 've stolen). xxx

[Jeff Brown]

Its very beautifully written, but I feel like there needs to be some more ambivalence of meaning for me to sink my teeth into.

[Otto L.n. Pipgras]

I came here looking for my bowl of bit-o-honeys and lookie what I found instead. I really like the idea of using the quoted words to preface this...it says so much about fears of loneliness, fears of abandonment, trust, friendship, companionship, learning, hopefulness, searching for faith in the holding of hands and yes, love, becoming sure....very nice...you could probably take the suffocation warning label on the plastic sleeve of a pooh collectable and turn it into a story of how not to hug Winnie too tight, lest you squeeze all the love of of him...hold them close but let them breathe....when other peoples words make you think...even in strange terms such as these I offer...you can smile, that your work is working... very nice write, Kara

O.o
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[Erin Doherty]

Wow, this is how I am feeling right now. I love how anyone, at one time or another, can be able to relate to that feeling of being completely in love, and the cleaving of one to another. The wanting to be as close as you can to your special someone to the point where there is no distinction between the two. This is a truely lovely poem, and the feelings that it creates is breath-taking.

"i am comforted by
the realization
-i no longer need to fear-"

What a great expression that is.
Wonderful work!

[Brett Campaigne]

the quote at the beginning really sets the stage to appreciate this poem... but the strength of this poem's distinction from others of this kind, is in reading it as the person whom you wrote it for. I'm not saying that this poem is not written for everyone to feel, but that its originality is a personal one.
Either way, it was a great take on that heavy hearted quote that begins it.

[Jeanmarie Flaherty]

You have moved me to tears....

The skin, the breathing, pushing back hair while he's sleeping...just.to.be.sure.

Damn...you've done me in, turned me out, showed me beauty in a whisper...and...sigh...I adore you.

Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant.


love.me.

[Rosa Sophia]

Oh, my god, I want to cry. Only because this how I feel right now. I'm in love, and this about describes it all, and since I hadn't felt such a feeling until meeting him... this poem... just hits me...

I can't even describe how amazing this is. If I owned my own literary magazine, I would publish it. Please, submit this EVERYWHERE until someone pays you for it. It's BEAUTIFUL. I have no qualms with any part of it, I love it, love it, all of it!

Honestly,

Rosy