Yours

pepperpepper Posts: 155
edited February 2011 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Faithfully,
you take my hand and put my hat back on
I tuck myself into your sleeve
and fill your pockets with sand.
Is it possible to ride the waves of your breath
without losing myself?
Or finding myself
… drunk on whisky flavoured kisses
chased with a beer and a cigarette
The hem of my dress unstitched
to keep you warm
Occasionally lifting your face
to write a verse on.
If this isn’t the way we were meant to love
Then why do we sin with our eyes open
And pray with them closed?
Pepper- I am faith without religion, without bruised knees and pleas for forgiveness...
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  • zarocatzarocat Posts: 1,901
    Speechless here pepper.
    Are you reading my mind ?
    I have an interest in the bonds we human beings make which are suppose to be this journey two people find themselves evolving through but we put limits on each other. So fucked up.
    I got that from this poem. It seems the outlet for comfort, companionship, for the chance to be pulled back up when you fall etc., is there but wait, a wall. Some public image we must attire too with eyes blissfully wide-eyed but closed to comfort us from the norm. Am I making sense ?
    And who asked me anyway ... :roll:
    1996: Toronto
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    2022: Ottawa, Hamilton, Toronto
    2023: Chicago X2
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  • tremorstremors Posts: 8,051
    Love this poem. So much to take in......
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

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  • BinauralJamBinauralJam Posts: 14,158
    Then why do we sin with our eyes open
    And pray with them closed?

    Wow
  • mysticweedmysticweed Posts: 3,710
    pepper wrote:
    Faithfully,
    you take my hand and put my hat back on
    I tuck myself into your sleeve
    and fill your pockets with sand.
    Is it possible to ride the waves of your breath
    without losing myself?
    Or finding myself
    … drunk on whisky flavoured kisses
    chased with a beer and a cigarette
    The hem of my dress unstitched
    to keep you warm
    Occasionally lifting your face
    to write a verse on.
    If this isn’t the way we were meant to love
    Then why do we sin with our eyes open
    And pray with them closed?

    simply awesome, lady
    fuck 'em if they can't take a joke

    "what a long, strange trip it's been"
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    XLNT !!!! :clap::clap:

    Godfather.
  • I fell in love with this poem, great work!!
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    wow--
    this writing is great!
  • pepperpepper Posts: 155
    Thanks so much.... all of you!
    Pepper- I am faith without religion, without bruised knees and pleas for forgiveness...
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