Last Kiss

Last Kiss

Come rest awhile in my embrace, my mournful writer.

Let my unswerving hope your longing gaol

And banish from your eyes the flow of tears.

Obscured to the many, their ghostly presence,

I know, is never far.

Please do not frown. Such scorn does not become you.

It scathes in its aloofness. Make your move.

I may not know the rules to play the game with sharpness.

But if you fall – a vagrant – on this plaintive land

With me you will find refuge

From trouble and from sorrow…

Will wait until the morrow

And then will stand again: with you against the deluge.  

Give me your hand.

 Such beauty – almost music – it plucks with modest aptness

And sculpts from mere letters to soothe

Or perhaps question

What fate will strike the many, yet known by so few.

You speak of seas contracting into a boundless star,

Its light subverted to one point of essence.

To write is to defy the gods: inked well, immortal fears

Abandoned, lie ashore.

Give me your hand.

And let me guide you through the land of shadows.

The journey nears. You’ve known it long enough.

Be not afraid. Your words will breathe alive

Long after you are gone.

Hear them howl? Do not ask why.

The time is come.

So weightless in my arms, and like a whisper.

I’ll drink from your lips’ cup the last goodbye.

*

In reply to OM’s Death of a Writer

 

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35 thoughts on “Last Kiss

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    • Thank you, WilderSoul. It was inspired by OM’s poem Death of a Writer. When I first started writing poetry I never thought that in the past poets – and writers too – used to correspond and at times even write in parallel and in dialogue with one another. The medium may have changed, but I believe that in some small way I am following in their footsteps.
      As for frowning, did you know that it takes more muscles to frown than to smile? 🙂

      • Now I am grinning. My muscley face, frowning all the time! Hee hee.

        I love the thought of poets corresponding, and dialogueing. I loved OM’s poem too. The two go together very well! 🙂

      • Mission accomplished! I always strive to get at least one smile a day going. It is catchy I hear, life the butterfly effect. You start with one smile and then – circumstances permitting – half the world is grinning by the end of the day. 😀
        Thank you, and yes, I liked OM’s poem too. I have another poem “Fractured” that I have written in reply to one of his pieces (although his was lyrical prose, titled Brittle). I am sure this will be the second of many to come 🙂

      • I hope you like it. “Fractured” was published on the 3rd of November. The image accompanying it is that of a face in shadow. All you see is a dark browed eye with one tear – the colour of blood. You should be able to find it if you use the “Pick Your Shard Edge” widget at the side of the menu and pick Poetry. I would insert the link here, but I’m not sure whether comment boxes allow for embedded links.
        It all starts with one smile 🙂

      • I like it – thanks! I read most of the others on the way down the list too. Wonderful poetry, and amazing pictures. Did you create them, or choose them? They illustrate your poems so well!
        (I’m off for the night – will catch up later!) 🙂

      • Thank you, WilderSoul. Lovely of you to say so.
        I wish I could create such images as these. I’m afraid I’m not a good enough photographer. I usually do some research until I find an image that fits best what I have written. Thank you for your question, though. It’s brought to my attention the fact that I should find a way of giving credit where it is due where photos are concerned. I thought that the link appeared automatically with the photo, but since that doesn’t seem to be the case I’ll have to amend it 🙂
        Good night and see you soon.

      • Thank you. I always feel that images tell a story of their own, and sometimes the meaning of what one writes can be subtly influenced or even transformed by that image. I usually aim to use photography or paintings that complement my words, but contrast has its own advantages.

      • Interesting… often I use words to complement my pictures! 😉 And that is often contrasting, because, dare I say it, I try to hide the meaning of the pictures with words that go off on a tangent. Those who can see it can see, and those who cannot can enjoy the humour.

      • I love that. It sounds like a great strategy, and certainly it has been working for you. It reminds me of something I read a long time ago…that words are as often used to conceal as to reveal one’s meaning. Thank you, WilderSoul. Something more for me to chew on 🙂

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