Newly-Felt.
Festooned in non-expressible
whispers of More
an anonymous force brews
wine on dregs
of untasted happiness
while pain pierces absence
of contact-addiction.
Cocooned in ruffles of waking
love-scape pleasure
arises to galvanise dreams
of sipped penetration
to feed mind with Maybe
as mutation begins.
Pity the state of reshapen
distance which
contracts and withers
when half-hearted
grows wings and starts
to implode.
Sparks like stars
light the way to move
mountains
for newly-felt love.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: March 6th, 2023 04:47
- Comment from author about the poem: Re-post to chew over -- --- do hope you enjoy.
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Comments5
I read this twice and while it is well written I am too dumb to understand what is going on
Thank you for reading this twice over David and it's certainly not dumb to want explanations - -'though keeping in mind that a piece of poetic free-style full of imagery is what any reader wants it to be - -- - do hope this has been of help.
It's one of my comments of: 'I never knew there was so much to newly-felt, but I know now!'
a lovely read!
hope you're feeling better dear Fay
I am well n chewly masticated our Fay .. a delightful main course .. bring on the seconds I hear them all say ... x
The glow of new love; excitement, anticipation, beautifully crafted into this poem, a last stanza that softly lingers. Just beautiful dear friend.
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