I observe. Your dreamy lips move endlessly.
Words disintegrate –only silence reaches my ears.
I shall leave.
_____Adriana Citlali
XIII-II-MMXVI
I call this form a Beat Poem: a sharp, though-provoking description of a unique thought/moment in 3 verses of 7-7-3 words.
February 13, 2016 at 9:01 pm
Sharp and perfect, Adri!
It makes me think of a person pouring their heart to you, while you are trying to leave them without hurting them much, maybe.
February 13, 2016 at 9:42 pm
I can feel the doubt, maybe the wish not to disappoint.
February 14, 2016 at 2:36 am
Strong and pointed. I like the idea of a beat poem.
February 14, 2016 at 9:27 am
Coming from you, it is s great compliment. Thank you!
February 20, 2016 at 10:56 pm
I really like the idea… poems should bite with beat… but I feel a separation of the night.. we are like ships on the ocean sometimes.