Teddy.15

The Great Search

 

I’d walk a thousand miles

Naked and barefoot

Without bread to comfort my hunger

If I knew that at a corner, no matter how far

I would find you

 

I’d sleep on a bed of razor sharp nails

If, when I woke I could touch you

 

I’d give my eyes to a blind Artist

If you promised just once I could see you

 

I would give my ears to a death Pianist

If you could just whisper once

Letting me know, you are close

 

I would rip my heart out gladly

Giving it to someone starved

 

Yet still

I travel light years never knowing

If I could ever find you again?

 

I can hear a faint murmur

In the background

A pen scribbling away on her blank page

A Poetess simply searching her mind

Hoping her Soul will soon return home.

Comments8

  • Neil Higgins

    Very deep meaning words here Teddy.Which I have read through several times,and I am more impressed and have a better understanding with each read.
    Oh.And welcome back,by the way.

    • Teddy.15

      Why thank you for the warm welcome back dear Neil, this is just my muse having fun with my colleague poets, I always appreciate your insight. Thank you

    • orchidee

      Good write Teddy.
      I never knew ya would do so much for me! lol.

      • Teddy.15

        Orchi!!!!!! Oh how I've missed you. Yes please know this is all about you my dear friend. (Chuckles) great to be back. Thank you.

        • orchidee

          Cooeee lol. Yes, hi Teddy!

        • Laura🌻

          Teddy,

          What a great come back!

          I enjoyed the read.
          I closed my eyes; and let my imagination take over…

          Great ending dear Poetess…

          “A Poetess simply searching her mind
          Hoping her Soul will soon return home.”

          Laura🌻

          • Teddy.15

            Buonasera cara Laura, thank you dear poetess, I am so grateful the last stanza was so enjoyable. She's back!

            • Laura🌻

              Prego cara Amica.

            • Accidental Poet

              Well there you are my dear poetess. And back with a powerful write alright. We've all missed you. ; )

              • Teddy.15

                Dearest A.P thrilled to know who my poetry friends are indeed, missed all my buddies. I'm still in holiday mode but slowly coming back to normality. Thank you.

                • Accidental Poet

                  Yes, sometimes the holiday doesn't want to let go so easily. ; )

                • Doggerel Dave

                  I’ll try to break this to you gently Teddy, but I didn’t think you would ever find whoever you were searching for, and anyway you wouldn’t be in very good condition at the reunion….
                  However I’m really glad you haven’t, but made the decision to return here and once more bestow upon us your prowess with words n imagery n all that stuff......
                  Welcome home.

                  • Teddy.15

                    Hello dear Dave, I agree about the reunion I may have been worse for wear, she's here and so am I, I only went away on holiday. Thank you for your kind words of support my friend.

                    • Doggerel Dave

                      Oh Teddy - the energy wasted; you will need every atom of it to survive the future.....

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Very emotive words Teddy.

                      Andy

                      • Teddy.15

                        Dear Andy, as always thank you. X

                      • Saxon Crow

                        A beautiful and powerful poem Teddy. And yes of course your soul will be found.

                        • Teddy.15

                          Hello dear Sax, I forgot about my muse for a few days she may have been cross but apparently not. So nice to see you buddy, will look forward to reading your incredible poems once again, I'm still in holiday mode. Thank you.

                        • L. B. Mek

                          introspection, is a demanding substitute
                          for sleeping pills
                          when those searching rhymes, insure
                          insomnia, remains
                          our ticket price, for artistry's: reassuring dreams..
                          (a wonderful read, dear Poetess
                          thank you for sharing)

                          • Teddy.15

                            Dear L.B I'm back from my trip I always wonder if she will return with me or stay a few moments more on the shores, alas she came back as a loyal friend and anima. Thank you dear Poet.



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