reader, read her

arqios

 

"reader, read her"

 

at 2 AM, your screen dims then brightens—

a single stanza pulses in the corner,

the flicker of a porch light left on.

 

you swipe past: new playlists to follow,

coupons to clip, endless feeds to scroll,

poets you’ve liked, genres you’ve bookmarked.

 

but she—this blinking poem—leans closer.

her words unfurl, slow as steam from your mug,

drawing constellations not from stars,

but from the freckles on your wrist.

 

you pause. the page expands—

a breath between lines, a lull between thoughts.

a mountain rises—not Everest,

just the hill  behind your old school

where you once watched the sky turn violet.

 

waves echo in meter, not oceans,

but the sink filling as morning breaks.

and something opens not wide, but gently—

like your eyes adjusting to dawn.

she’s still there. still blinking. read her.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • arqios

    It's the start of another work week. Hope everyone is doing well and may your poetry bloom and your reading be inspirational. 🙏🏻🕊️

  • sorenbarrett

    A mysterious and quiet opening to this poem. Set in the early hours past bed time a seductive entrance of the siren, sensuality swells then the awakening but behind it all she is still there. The use of blinking is a great effect to emphasize the presence in the background. Very nicely written Cryptic

    • arqios

      Thanks Soren, just as the Muse at their apparition, if that term could capture the event. 🙏🏻🕊️

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome my friend

      • Soman Ragavan

        There is a pun on "reader" : read her...

        • arqios

          Thanks for picking up on that and putting it out for us, much appreciated 🙏🏻🕊️

        • Jerry Reynolds

          Beautiful, arqios. This poem reached a deep spot.

          • arqios

            That means so much, Jerry. Thank you🙏🏻🕊️

          • arqios

            Thanks for the Faves 🤩@Soman R. &!@ CM

          • Kevin Hulme

            I think we can all familiarise with this Poem and it's sentiments. The draft of a Poem is always Whispering in your ear in a Marilyn Monroe Breathless way. Well Said.

            • arqios

              “Happy Birthday, Mr. president…..”

            • Poetic Licence

              How relatable is that to so many, as we ponder life and the next flow of words in our head, and I do love the pun in the title, sorry as they say little things please little minds and that tickles me, enjoyed the read

              • arqios

                Glad to be able to tickle!🙏🏻🕊️

              • orchidee

                Oh, I dunno, this is probably too cryptic for me. Summat about some bloke not climbing Everest? I knew I wouldn't get the hidden meanings! I must ask Fido, who knows of course. heehee.

                • arqios

                  Who’s hiding!? 🫣 Let’s ask Fido🙏🏻🕊️

                  • orchidee

                    Heehee.

                  • Friendship

                    Very well said,

                    • arqios

                      Thanks dear Friendship🙏🏻🕊️

                    • Dan Williams

                      This is what poetry is supposed to be all about. I mean "the page expands—

                      a breath between lines, a lull between thoughts" is classic. Very nice.

                      • arqios

                        Thanks Dan, this is so uplifting to hear. Most appreciated 🙏🏻🕊️



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