#clamor
haiku 22/1/7a
the difficulty
the clamor the tumult the
peace the wonderful
Jan 9, 2022
Jan 9, 2022 at 4:40 PM UTC
The words hiding behind my mouth are cradled in my soft hands
Hold them, feel their heat, decode the messages under my skin,
Each of them from a language you cannot even recognize;
The familiar sights of home are nothing but
Empty bottles of knowledge kept away in a box only I hold the key to;
Run towards me and please please please listen to me, for
My words cannot bridge the gap between us although
I have tried; with
No clamor in the background,
Ask me to repeat myself once more, and please please please
Listen to me.
Sep 22, 2019
Sep 22, 2019 at 9:43 AM UTC
Don't scream "I love you" from the mountaintops,
competing with the babel and clamor of the world.
Whisper it to me in the still silence of the night,
making me strain to hear it,
blocking out the din of the universe to focus on the melody of your voice.
Let me feel it infuse the skin of my neck,
carried by the sweetness of your breath.
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 12:03 PM UTC