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"smudgeness" poems
I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn't, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn't realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it's the halves that halve you in half. I didn't know, don't know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me. I do not know the technical name for this poem, nor did I right it. It is read aloud by the character Anna in the movie Like Crazy, so the credit for this poem I suppose, is due to the writer of the movie script. I think it is absolutely beautiful and hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
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Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
It.
I am trying to grasp it: the semi-enchanting awe of it— of this concept, of this idea of feeling so inspired and helpless; the smudgeness of it all— this bourgeois ideal they chase for; the same bits we chase for: the hidden parts of you, the hidden parts of me, the secret bits of us both.
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Apr 25, 2013
Apr 25, 2013 at 12:41 PM UTC
An Esoteric State.
*"I thought I understood it That I could grasp it But I didn’t Not really I knew the smudgeness of it The pink-slippered-all-containered-semi-precious eagerness of it I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole The wholeness was a rather luxurious idea Because its the halves that halve you in half Didn’t know Don’t know about the in between bits The gore-y bits of you And gore-y bits of me"* -Anna from Like Crazy
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Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 6:57 PM UTC
A Poem That i Love
I didn't understand at all. Not even the meer smudgeness of it. I had left all the verses with "There is still so much I do not understand." I tried to define it, but the definition itself was made up of symbols of symbols, leaving it indescribable. But time went on as it tends to do. And all the little moments in between had amounted to everything.. Beyond the confines of my mind, I had found it. Like hidden messages on a window, one only had to breathe to decipher. All I had to do was breathe. So breathe
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Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 9:10 PM UTC
so breathe