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Dilated Eyes (with Dustin Unger)

Dustin

     Amanda

 

Light flanks the snowbanks

my memory thanks the simple soundscapes

of textures closing in

as walls and ceilings

and snow and sleet

 

We can blame the weather

but we'll be here forever

cursing ourselves

mid-stride

 

Stopping motion

mid-explosion

 

a simple thank you from the

particles we've denied

 

All things moving outward

 

The molten core of earth

Our mother

 

Chaos empty space

Our father

 

 

     *Standing, surrendering.

        The weather tethers at my veins.

     Pushing.   Pulling.

             My emotions run high with the hopes of a new sunrise.

 

     Guide me,

          show me,

                 lead me to the holy water you sip like its never ending.

     Show me the truth behind every iris that passes my curious glance.

          Breathe in this cold sterile air while we dream of something tangible...

 

     Strange winds come on strong in the heart of the mislead, the outskirts.

                We thrive on the untouched surfaces of the mind..

           We breathe in the discomfort...*

 

 

This is the nothing substance

I'm looking for

 

Seeking ever leaking truth

of faucet water too heavy

 

Minerals come to life

and return to the ground

in the instant of

midair waterfall

 

Weightless feeling fateless

determining the future

on solid ground grasses

fishing baitless

 

naked sameness

 

emotion

 

motion

 

ion

 

on

 

 

     *Seeking direction in the wake of misdirected affection.

                                                     Faulting to the backbone of habits.

 

     Falling faster, I pause in the balance catching my breathe.

                                         I inhale everything surrounding my mind.

                         Exhaling all my simple poisons.

     A detox of wandering souls and singular holes.

     Eating.    Feeding.    Breeding.

             Filling all this space for all those after me.

 

     Fill me.

        Fulfill me.

     Accept the darkest crevasses of this mind.

                                                  I still turn a silent shy cheek...*

 

 

Sea oh double

em oh en

 

Common ground

from the firmament I send

 

Confusion permanent

in an ocean

 

Oh see an end

 

Painless drifting aimless

seeking searching

for the seam

into which this world

is born

 

The lifeseeking thread that never ends

 

The bloodborne

pathogen

 

Of caring void

and emptiness

 

Caress you like a stone

 

Forever there

 

In the loveliness

of human hair

 

Saying, I was there

 

When emotion became

the firm ground

never sinking

 

Thinking of the way out

but never escaping

 

Mountains around

an ever growing feeling

 

 

     *Drifting aimlessly into the empty serenity you present so pleasantly.

              Once again I slide further from comfort and balance...

                     Feeding off any sense of insecurity.

                            Craving that whole duality of my circumstance...

 

           I keep treading the muddy waters I choose.

     My body gets trapped in the

sticky egos and messing misunderstandings,

        in which everyone laughs away.

 

     I'll schlep the dirt from my soul and shine light once more.

            Exhausted and tried.

 

                                      Ill shine...*

 

 

Your light

is not lost to

my dilated eyes

 

 

     *It's lost in my own lost hope of withering dreams and lost star seeds.

            It falls away in every cold shake I make within whiskey's withdrawal.

                 It fades away in the simple staggers I make and unfulfilled chances I take.

 

     But, not all is lost.

 

     I still keep this little light of mine.

     I still let this light shine.

 

     I'm just a little more aware of the spaces it awakens and the souls it helps take in.

   

          It's ever shifting in this cosmic wake, it hides, it shies, it cries.

                    Like me, it knows when to pipe the **** down and listen to the world.

        Listen to everything it allows.

 

     It hears souls like you.

                                 It feeds me.*

 

 

Feedback,

I've got my need back

 

Shaking like a lovesick

fiend

 

On every letter of your speech

 

I'll filter this wormhole

off kilter

into every relationship

in front of my eyes

 

Until we meet again,

 

I won't stop telling stories

of jackals speaking english

 

To fetch our sweet meat

from top shelves

and ruins

 

Blue and bruised

flesh alludes

to stories unspoken

 

and broken glass

dreams of unity

 

Bottle falls

 

Slow motion

 

It all seems

like a dream

in endless blue

love tokens

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amanda-blomquist
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Apr 23, 2013
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This is a texting duet between me and Dustin at 3AM, its how we communicate.

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