I want to give you words,
as if they might do what
the body can’t do—
as if with verb I could
meet the place in you
that most wants to be touched,
as if with noun I could
know the parts of you
that most want to be known.
I want to give you
the most faithful adjective,
the one that cradles you
before you even realize
that you need to be held—
once I heard a song
written by a man
for another man, a song
that swelled, then took
two steps back,
then swelled again, then
took two steps back
before finally rising
to an unsteady ledge
and my heart
beat outside of my body
and my eyes wept
with tears that were mine and not mine,
and I want to give you words
that will find every ache in you
that longs to be soothed,
words that will seek out
each lonely place, that will find
every branch of you—
not like a wind
that is here and gone, no, more like
the bark that gives everything
to protect you,
the bark that grows as you grow
and takes its shape from you.
This one inspire me to write my next poem for the next days.
Thanks so much for share this with us.
thank you for letting me know–I, too, am often inspired to write by other poems!!
Wow…
Thanks, Joan âº
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From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Wednesday, December 27, 2017 at 4:48 PM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “Impossible to Wrap”
Words- the most valuable commodity. Without these, I am not me, I would be lost. ‘Impossible to wrap” I just found it right inside me
Thank you for sharing your resonance with me … i wrote it at Christmas … so many gifts I long to give that can’t be wrapped.