poem: still blood
[Written in the wee hours in tandem with Jill Scott's "He Loves Me." The line inside me to chorus is my mishearing of her incite me to chorus. Lovely line, and she does. So.]castle mine
finest tethers
your ache lingers
longing the larger
the very
the never
the actual
the violet caress
inside me to chorus
vital signs
heart signs
the cicada runs free
we were morning
we are still
blood drives
the faster ways
life makes more
in the Julys of glory
you the I can't
you the missing inversions
the played against
the tangled web
the blue coos
the sensate disarray
the invitation stills
the bone
parallel charm
derelict alarm
gathered excitation
the black seam
down
the darkest night
inside me
to
chorus.
Labels: ignite
posted by murat11 at 6:40 AM
12 Comments:
I love the poem. I'm at the school library, so I can't play the music, as I don't have headphones. I look at this tonight when I can properly enjoy it. In a minute I'm off get 3-D pictures of what ails me. Maybe they'll find a Martian in my middle, but probably just a bunch of marshmallows :-).
Teresa: Fun to write poems with cool grooves in your headphones, writing with the rhythms. Cool, sexy little song.
mmmmm... a love song, my favorite kind of poem. What a great way to start the day.
Anno: I thought so, too.
Very sexy little song. Very sexy little poem. And I'm wondering if "chorus" isn't a mispronounced "caress", but what do I know?
Teresa: I think you're right; I think she plays for all the meanings.
love the sensate disarray - a love song for sure. Love certainly causes disarray - all plans and logic thrown out just caresses and choruses and violet and blue and the sexy black seam. What is it about old fashioned stockings anyway lol. I think the problem with romance anymore is too much is hanging out for all to see. There is nothing to tantalize - hidden is the key :)
Welcome back, Dee: Coal seam, midnight seam, nylon stocking seam - all dark and sexy.
forgot to mention - you used the line "the bone" and then your tag was ignite. Made me think of Coldplay's "Fix You" - the lines "Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones" completely hooked me. Lit up from within - that is this poem :)
Dee: Thanks for adopting that wee line: I didn't quite know what to do with it when it arrived, so I just left it alone.
I'm not sure if I mentioned Young at Heart before: a group of 70-, 80-, and 90-year-old singers who sing a very unorthodox repertoire, one of which was "Fix You." The documentary about them (you can queue it up) is phenomenal. I showed it to my middle schoolers and they loved it, as did the three of us here at home. I was blown away the first time I heard the lyric lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones. Beautiful song.
Here's the link for their take on "Fix You":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gosIuO1HqEg
Plenty of other clips on YouTube, but the whole film is well worth the time.
and my husband asks why I am sitting at my computer crying at 5:30 in the morning....that just blew me away!
Dee: Awesome, ain't it?
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