One step forward
One to the side
I try to dance
My feet
Won’t follow
I face the shame
Of belonging
Nowhere
Here
There
Down
Under
Over
And above
I want to fly
Those stars
keep charming me
But I feel chained
To a barking tree
Barely half a meter
Of a run allowed
When I could be
Forever galloping
Through the yellow sea
I face the thrill
Of belonging
Nowhere
Here
There
Down
Under
Over
And above
I want to fly
First time you try
The fall may hurt
But it’s worth feeling
You melt inside
Like barking trees
That sweat
Gold anger
And love and lust
Dancing with charm
A nervous laugh
A subtle kiss
A breath of air
Nowhere
Here
There
Down
Under
Over
And above
Forever dancing
Through the yellow sea
Wow. You’ve got me somewhere between a tear and a smile. There’s such a wonderful sense of hope and optimism in the poem that blends wonderfully with the masked pain. Subtle and tender emotions that bleed out into sublime pieces of poetry.
Nowhere
Here
There
Down
Under
Over
And
above…. always.
God Anna, seems like I’m gonna fall in love with this poetry.
Edit* I already am in love with these words.
Keep ’em coming.
Yours,
Shanyu.
Thanks so much for the loving feedback S.dot.Mister. Hope behind pain there is, I guess, I masked-ly know that, and I guess so you know that too. 🙂 Always there and above (over-under-there-down-here). Still lovin’ your feedback. Edit* Lovin’ thy wordy/worldly flamboyant feedback. And your funky poetry/philo-recipes, exquisitely they indeed read (I AM NOT CYNICAL I PROMISE – I spent my whole week crying – refer to my latest post, doh!). Poetically yours, VB (A.).
Cryin’ on hold. One gets emotional and upset and sad every now and then. Great cathartic experience though, to feel that liquid salt pouring down your cheeks. Teary words as therapeutic-poetic call to (re)action. But I am sure you know all that 🙂 I’ll hopefully have some more cheerful poems soon. I hope hope. 🙂 Take care
Wow. You’ve got me somewhere between a tear and a smile. There’s such a wonderful sense of hope and optimism in the poem that blends wonderfully with the masked pain. Subtle and tender emotions that bleed out into sublime pieces of poetry.
Nowhere
Here
There
Down
Under
Over
And
above…. always.
God Anna, seems like I’m gonna fall in love with this poetry.
Edit* I already am in love with these words.
Keep ’em coming.
Yours,
Shanyu.
Thanks so much for the loving feedback S.dot.Mister. Hope behind pain there is, I guess, I masked-ly know that, and I guess so you know that too. 🙂 Always there and above (over-under-there-down-here). Still lovin’ your feedback. Edit* Lovin’ thy wordy/worldly flamboyant feedback. And your funky poetry/philo-recipes, exquisitely they indeed read (I AM NOT CYNICAL I PROMISE – I spent my whole week crying – refer to my latest post, doh!). Poetically yours, VB (A.).
Cryin’ on hold. One gets emotional and upset and sad every now and then. Great cathartic experience though, to feel that liquid salt pouring down your cheeks. Teary words as therapeutic-poetic call to (re)action. But I am sure you know all that 🙂 I’ll hopefully have some more cheerful poems soon. I hope hope. 🙂 Take care