a handhold on infinity

Folder: 
hourglasses sigh

with confident assurance

four sensual fingers

and a nimble thumb point inward

gently awakening 

sweet raindrops of sound

from six steel strings.

 

hand cupped to hold the universe against a wall of melody.

 

with self conscious awareness

four determined fingers 

and a deftly curled thumb

pour pictures of souls

onto virgin pages

playing blue lines like strings.

 

hand clenched to wrench the secrets of the universe into fluid ink.

 

with intuitive sensuality

four playful fingers

and perhaps even a thumb

orchestrate ecstacy

from trembling flesh

slipping under seams of silk thread.

 

hand open to caress the universe into beginning all over again.

 

holding time itself to start and stop at your whim.

 

how does one single hand

hold an entire ocean

of intensity

in each act

of creation?

 

 

 

 

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S74RW4RD's picture

At the moment, I cannot find

At the moment, I cannot find sufficient words to describe how much this poem as affected me!


Starward

life_used_to_be_lifelike's picture

I've always wanted to learn

I've always wanted to learn how to play a guitar, this poem just really gave me all the motivation I need. Great write. 


"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.

and_hera_met_zeus's picture

Wow, thank you!! you

Wow, thank you!! you definitely should, i've tried but being a visual person i just don't care enough about sound to put the time into it.  that's why i paint instead :) but being a good poet, by learning guitar you can write really good songs, and your lyrics will be better than the crap on the radio :) my boyfriend (who i wrote this for) is a poet/songwriter and his poetry skills give him a huge advantage over other guitarists.  you're a really good poet too and would have a similar advantage.

a.griffiths57's picture

    Just lovely. So well

 

 

Just lovely. So well constructed and written, I have to admire your work here, such a good read and so sensual. 


 

 

http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57

cevance's picture

Gives me moments to ponder.

Gives me moments to ponder. Very nice, Jessi..

allets's picture

Orchestrated Ecstacy...

the poem says this over and over and over and it is so well repeated that the words become notes and the notes turn into wings that can attain any place universal or immediate - in an instant! - Just Bein Stella

 

 

 


 

 

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that's an incredible

that's an incredible compliment, thank you!