"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Where you lay POW

Locks that broke my heart

I wish that I was there

Birds in the somber sky

I remember when I could fly


Above these blood-drenched walls

I met you in a dream

There was candy and you held an ice-cream cone

Which melted on your cheek


A distant voice, a murmur

Escapes your lifeless lips

A bottled coke, a whiskey glass

A fetish in the dirt


I wrote words upon my sleeves

Any part of clothing available to me

You sat and stared as if mesmerized

I longed for days like before


When locks broke my heart …

14 comments:

  1. hi, Pamela!

    I love what you did with this one!
    wow -- "I wrote words upon my sleeves / Any part of clothing available to me..." -- what a beautiful image.

    (I hope I can keep up with the visiting a little better now that school is winding down to summer. Thank you so much for all your kind words on my poems during the napowrimo -- one of these days I'm going to sit down and catch up!!)

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  2. I longed for days like before..a very poignant phrase and very pertinent to a conversation I was just having.People I know have been corrupted and made miserable by financial success.When they were young and had nothing they were much nicer.

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  3. Angie,
    Thanks for the comment. It's nice to see you over at Rall's place.
    Pamela

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  4. Rall,
    Boy isn't that the truth and they are sometimes much worse in Mexico. Thanks for the nice comment.
    Pamela

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  5. Yeah, I love the images you have created too! The bit about the dream, speaks to my heart!
    Nicely!!

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  6. Andy,
    Thanks for that and I enjoyed yours as well.
    Pamela

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  7. Pamela - nice new neighborhood, right? Appreciate that you captured a sense of longing for the past without being too explicit; these dream like images allow us readers to construct some of our own images and meanings.

    [Also, if you have a chance to pick up Sandra's "House on Mango Street" it's becoming a classic on the Latina experience in the urban U.S. Happy reading!

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  8. JDM,
    Thanks for that and it is nice to see you.
    I will check out her book.
    Pamela

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  9. Nice, Pamela. I particular like the line about writing words on your sleeves.

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  10. Thanks Paul. We missed you during napowrimo. I am glad you liked it.
    Pamela

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  11. Sad and powerful words, Pamela. Well done!

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  12. Marianne,
    Thank you. I am glad you liked it.
    Pamela

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  13. Hi Pamela, this left me with a very powerful sense of loss. I love what you did with the prompt.

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  14. Francis buddy thanks and nice to see you.
    Pamela

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