delirium

when the nightsongs drift to me
over balmy tropic winds
i breathe in deeply of music
and exhale the sweet, salty measures
of time.

you once touched me
in the secret hours
of the night
and stirred symphonies
upon the salt
of my skin.

i sit here tonight
and shiver at the tendency
of my delicate heart
to clutch at
your memory.

the wind is gentle
and possesses a playful lure
i taste the palm trees
in the air
- i glance down at my hand-
and want your fingers there.

the nightsongs are passionate
and stir my secret soul
to dream
[it is all so much more]
so much more than it seems.

this silly life and this
humid night
and the blurry truths
in the corners of
my sight.

so i close my eyes
and let the music caress
my skin
[the wind is my lover]
but you are my sin.

i sit here tonight
and shiver at the tendency
of my delicate heart
to clutch at
your memory

the air is tight
(compressed with anticipation)
and the world is humid
- saturated with something sweet -
but all i feel
is this heat
[this heat]

the delirious heat
of memory.

Reviews

[Randall Richard]

wow, now this is the kara i remember, this is great!
i breathe in deeply of music
and exhale the sweet, salty measures
of time.

fantastic

and stirred symphonies
upon the salt
of my skin.

wow

[the wind is my lover]
but you are my sin.

that one blew me away. it's going to be a good day now. thank you for sharing this. it's brilliant

[flaneur]

Balmy, humid, tropical.... sensual and tangible. I added this to my favorites.

[J.P.O.et]

This is beautifully done, everything just flows so nicely here
'the world is humid, -saturated with something sweet-
but all I feel, is this heat'
Love how I feel this tropical, salty stickiness when I read this whole piece, it really took me there
I believe I'll have to start me up a lib so I can shelve this.
J.P.O.et

[Done]

This poem just emanates with loneliness, but still entices your senses wonderfully with your choice of words. You can see her fairly clearly lying on a beach or in the tropics having this thought pass through.

Great read, thank you!

Josh

[Dom Portalla]

I wanted to say that I really liked this one. It's exceptionally written and your use of description is very effective, the subject matter is easy to relate to...but those things are not even what I really dig about it. There's a certain quality you tapped into here that I think is really rare and I don't think I will be able to explain it as well as I'd like to but I'll try.

My favorite poem has always been Poe's "The Raven" (which I'm sure everyones read at some point and is unanamously agreed upon to be a masterpiece)--but the thing about it that always amazed me is its "rhyme scheme" (for lack of a better term). I usually hate poems that rhyme....but it's more about the way it rolls off your tongue so easliy. The language has such amazing flow...it seems effortless but it's actually probably one of the hardest things to pull off.

I think that's what you've achieved here.

"this silly life and this
humid night
and the blurry truths
in the corners of
my sight."

Stanza's like this just flow so naturally and roll off your tongue so easily and I think that's the best quality this poems got going for it. So congrats on a great piece of work.

[Clint Hale]

The ways in which longing and need are expressed here are fascinating. I believe that this piece is quite unique, and if understood by all who read it, will connect on at least some level. For even if they themselves have not experienced wanting someone/something so badly, they will have a better understanding just through your words.

Great Job :)

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I was having a bad week...well, I have a lot of bad weeks. But I was looking for something to read and feel inspired and stumbled upon this piece.

I was not inspired. I was taken back to one of the happiest moments in my life. Full of love and longing before it was even over.

when the nightsongs drift to me
over balmy tropic winds
i breathe in deeply of music
and exhale the sweet, salty measures
of time.

you once touched me
in the secret hours
of the night
and stirred symphonies
upon the salt
of my skin.

This took me back to my younger years, my first love years, when I lived in Florida. Hearts were broken in the end, but the memories will always supercede that. Thank you for allowing me to travel back to a happier place and time. Just what I needed tonight. :o)

[Joel Wool]

gorgeous.

this is what i feel on the days when i am most inspired.

whether anything i write comes out this good will be seen at some other date, perhaps.

but this i how i feel.

[H. A. M.]

Very nice. I like the discriptions you throw out there.
so i close my eyes
and let the music caress
my skin
[the wind is my lover]
but you are my sin. This is a lovers poem for sure. Very good read for me.

[Chad Marinkovits]

You certainly have a knack for putting the reader in whatever position and emotion you want them to be/feel---be it physically or metaphysically....and this one has a very nice, song-like flow to it...very nice job

chad

[obsolete]

Very articulate descriptions that I easily became lost in. I always love reading your work, it really is beautiful writing that leaves the reader sighing upon some rarely touched emotion that you always convey so well. You are a very talented writer and I will always enjoy reading your delicately displayed poetry and prose. Great job, again!