This is yet another old piece of poetry from the first Margins collection, where I glued together some of my older poems with a newer reflection...
I'm linking it up at the dVerse Open Link Night, where many poets showcase their craft. You can access all the entries through the link-up (I will add the link once it goes live).
Immortalized
So
Today I wrote a poem
Crippled by my fear
That he will fade into the cruel passing of time
Forgotten
Lost
Like my admiration
Rotting
Ten feet under
Poetry on the Margins #3 Ten Feet Above
Such a strong choice of words
to describe a feeling of this nature—
gentle,
soft,
almost love?
What is almost love?
I knew that I wanted to write…
And I wanted to make someone “eternal.”
But that wish never crossed into the need
to hold or to be held.
They were two separate entities.
But yet,
when I die,
my words will be here,
and someone will ponder
the nature of my affection
without thinking
it may just be that—
almost love,
artistic expression
or something of sorts...
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15 Comments
“almost love” ….a tricky place to be, feel and describe
I think that ‘almost love’ is also love of sorts. But who knows.
Reelika, the first one has me wanting to know more about this individual and who is buried 10 feet under.
oo.
Well…
while many lines in my poetry may have been inspired by a real human being I admire a lot…
then some are just adding a creative layer and telling a story… so not everything is 100% real.
The ones that are though… mostly perhaps as feelings…
He is a very special man in my life, not romantic perhaps even…
that is all I can say.
Intetesting!!!
Much love
Thank you a lot for taking time to read and comment! I did like your entry a lot too!
I like that ‘almost love’ stays unresolved and you’ve invited the reader to wonder on it. Nicely done Reelika 👏
Thank you a lot. Am glad you liked it.
I like the turn in the first poem, “Lost/Like my admiration.” An interesting fear that someone who has lost one’s respect will also be lost to others.”
It is a weird feeling indeed… And a weird thing that happens in life. Though I did not think of the admiration part in terms of losing respect before.
Awesome, thanks for another perspective on my own writing.
Btw your blog is awesome 😎.
I love how you invite us in to your internal dialogue, Reelika, and the almost meta style of your poems.
Thank you, am glad you like them.
“lost admiration” and “almost love” –that which once was and that which nearly was–is truly the stuff of much poetry, Reelika 🤍
Thank you.
It truly is and has birthed many great poets.