Profoundly

Profoundly

A Poem by Choosing Life

His love took hold of my soul...

Blessing me with a rhythm unheard,

I know sound in his touch...

Crashing the waves doubt, like the speed of light.

I knew sound, profoundly.

The treble in his voice mating with the bass

Caused me to recite him verbatim...

My favorite hymn, I sing him,

Like the Star Spangled Banner, He becomes my anthem.

And I pledge my allegiance to his soul.

I stand proud to be a citizen of the harmony he creates in me,

As we makes beats pour like liquid to the ground.

He quenches my thirst and like Gatorade, he's in me...

And I leak him when I think him...

Sprinkling musical vibrations of untold pleasures

Of us together under the sky of his skin...

I like hiding in, getting lost so I can be found again...

I know sound, profound....

While lights glitter off the skin I bask underneath,

Billowy cotton memories hung in the corner of my mind,

Like the art on wall of museums.

The gallery of last words spoken left tears in my cornea...

But through him my vision become an oblique perspective

And now I see...

He creates new art in me...

And I know sound, profoundly. 

 

 

 

© 2008 Choosing Life


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He quenches my thirst and like Gatorade, he's in me...
And I leak him when I think him...

The gallery of last words spoken left tears in my cornea...
But through him my vision become an oblique perspective
And now I see...
He creates new art in me...
And I know sound, profoundly


Come on, Tish. You can't even be serious. That Gatorade line is SO fiyah. Damn.

You do it to death, girl.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I like this one. Especially the lines about Gadorade and The Star Spangled Banner.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the musical language in this piece..beautifully done.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

He quenches my thirst and like Gatorade, he's in me...
And I leak him when I think him...

The gallery of last words spoken left tears in my cornea...
But through him my vision become an oblique perspective
And now I see...
He creates new art in me...
And I know sound, profoundly


Come on, Tish. You can't even be serious. That Gatorade line is SO fiyah. Damn.

You do it to death, girl.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really like 'under the sky of his skin', which I think is a beautiful notion...and then the 'lights glitter' takes the idea on a step. Very passionate. And I was interested that you change from the theme of colours to sound and performance. Dynamic. Tis a powerful image as well...rich deep red, sets off raven hair and the sheen of light on the beautiful warm skin.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very strong and earthy... great use of consonance throughout the piece, especially the repeated "sound, profoundly" motif.

Someone sure is happy today... ;-)

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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