Wednesday, February 17, 2016

The Failure Of Prayer

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

How every part of you is made of the dark side of light.

How seconds hit like glass hammers.

How every millimeter of your skin softly sings a song only it knows.

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

How a billion black oceans float between the things you say.

How shadows chase shadows.

How low the birds fly when I blink. 

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

How this house becomes church light in autumn.

How we can be, and be, and be, and be again.

How a porcelain heart can beat so hard it breaks itself.

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

But all that came out was poetry.

13 comments:

Kinshuk Dutta said...

I have always known it was you......

Unknown said...

This speaks volumes to my soul. Thank you for writing this. It's as if you were writing the lost words I forgot about.

Libby said...

Wow, how extraordinarily beautiful! :) <3

Anonymous said...

sublime. purely sublime.

klara said...

Always a true poet, you are amazing.

Unknown said...

Again, it is so beautiful feeling, hopefully dreaming come true

Unknown said...

Greatly appreciated my soul have wonderful home somewhere in time with you

jenninfrisco said...

this has been with me since i first read it on Wednesday. i have been coming back every day so i can experience it again. you are him to me. and you don't know either of us.

Dog with Blog said...

Heart wrenching!

Libby said...

Oh, right! I also have to say I forgot that it's autumn in South Africa currently! That's what that is! Ha ha! :)

Anonymous said...

Your words caress my soul in a way that takes my breath and gives me the strength to continue. Thank you.

Anonymous said...

Your words and poems pierce straight through my heart. Thank you

RN Revilleza said...

Thank you for writing it in behalf of my heart.