No, this is not for you.
It’s not for him either.
This one is for
my-
self.
Getting words out from me is
art.
I part
my lips,
but I don’t part with my secrets freely.
An open conversation with me
is like slitting fish –
difficult to grasp,
difficult to maintain,
yet
you still can’t resist to get your hands
dirty.
High
on the sight of a bleeding sun,
I count all those moments
that made me think
low
of you.
Little acts of kindness
were like magnetic light –
intoxicating,
yet it resembled that sensation you get
when you stumble in the dark,
trying to find a familiar object.
An enigmatic quest
of lost surroundings.
This.
This moment right now.
I want you to ask me,
if this is for you.
I want to stare at you in reply
and mutedly nod.
And I want the movement of my head
to be the answer that I’m lying.
– Chatty Owl –
I miss your decidedly English lit, wit and presence.
Truly a powerful and yet beautiful expression… Thank you for sharing!
This.
Explains much of my sense of you dear owl.
This.
Is breathtaking. I’m undone, and feel such a fool all in one crowded moment.
I love the way you write. You’re quite gifted. It flows beautifully and presents images to me that I find striking. Your praise is deserved.
That’s such a compliment. A belated thank you..
You are so gifted! May your new year be an amazing one!
Happy new year and best wishes to you and yours for health, happiness, peace & prosperity in 2015!
Lovely as is your norm
ambidextrous
~
ambiguous
swaying sensations
Wonderful, as always. Never mediocre, no filler.
I loved it. There is so much self indulgent twaddle around, that it’s wonderful to hear a clear, thoughtful voice. This is proper poetry and I welcome it.
Its Been Ages.. Its Good To Be Back And Read Beautiful Words From You..
Wishing I was clever or smart enough to have omething more profound but regretfully I don’t other than to say … You are brilliant.
It’s nice that you read and notice my words. It’s better than any comment. Or compliment. I appreciate you stopping by, dear.
Powerful words, Ms. Owl. Those talons are sharp.
Those talons are fair and sometimes judgmental.
Oh you so say it how a female does it. Va va vooom Owl, another excellent piece of messin with his mind. xx
It sounds like im messing with one’s mind, huh? Im not really, haha. But i’ll take the compliment of va va voom 🙂
This made me smile! Maybe that makes me twisted…. But I enjoyed the imagery and the concept immensely Miss Owl! Time for your next book methinks! X
Oh, if those books were worth publishing!!!! But thanks. Glad my waffle makes you smile 🙂
Such a tricky post. A person like this can only be very intelligent to mess up with their minds.
Tricky, sticky and sweet :):):)
Very dangerous to share one’s heart
People should never do that. Full stop.
only the bravest of the brave ?
Id say so, yes.
heaven help the bloke who succumbs to your enigmatic charms
I dont think people like that exist, my dear Paul.
you always have my affection
Its mutual.
I must agree with Paul. I like this very much.
Thank you, honey. Your comment made me smile.
Intense, gripping poetry. I loved it. 🙂
What a praise coming from you!
A double edge response I suspect and understandable, I seldom bleed so I accept both the sharp edge and the subtle point. Thanks for the prod. 🙂
One could never imagine a moment just for themselves.
Sad and lost i am. It’s not advised to read such poetry before sleep.
Oh honey, i didnt mean to make you sad.