I Look in Your Face

in poetry •  7 years ago 



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When you're a writer,
You become deeper,
More uniquely distinct,
As go inside yourself.


I make no apology
About stirring the depths –

Every human longs
To swim under water
And see what lurks beneath.

I try to grasp you
But your mystery
Eludes me;

Feelings pass between us
Deeper than fleshly touches.

I could closet myself
And attempt to figure you out
But I don’t;

I write wherever I am
Because that's where life is happening.

And I want to have all the words
Including the ones
That never quite describe you...

You’re an enchantress—
You take off your sweater
In darkness
And static flares
As a tiny lightning storm;

I am the same
At the end of your fingertips.

I'm not in control
And without a firm spot,
Like Archimedes I can't move the world—
Let alone your heart.

Some contemplate the mystery of stars
But I am content
To find the sacred in the everyday

And in search of that truth
I look in your face.



© 2018, John J Geddes. All rights reserved



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Cuando amamos, nos conformamos con lo poco que el otro sea capaz de darnos, @johnjgeddes. Queremos ir a lo más profundo, encontrar caracoles y misterios, pero es el otro el que nos deja nadar en sus aguas. Como escritor, tienes el don de la palabra, pero aún teniendo ese poder eres humilde y ves la maravilla donde el otro no ve nada. Qué hermoso detalle el de escribir tan hermoso texto. Un abrazo

caracoles y misterios, lol, las maravillas de los tesoros ocultos del amor, Nancy :)

You take off your sweater
In darkness
And static flares
As a tiny lightning storm;
I am the same
At the end of your fingertips.

As enchanting as the subject herself - really beautifully expressed. The immense power of nature condensed into this unassuming, domestic act, then reflected into a touch, and an emotion. A perfect example of the personal as universal. Very nicely done!

as always, a perceptive comment, lazarus

Hello @johnjgeddes certainly when you are a writer, everything becomes our own world, at every step we find ideas to write on a paper, just as the images become more evident to us. When you write, the pen feels like the best part of each one of us. Everything is appreciated differently and the mind is always active.
I liked reading you.
Good vibes.

Hola @johnjgeddes ciertamente cuando se es escritor, todo se hace nuestro propio mundo, a cada paso encontramos ideas para escribir en un papel, al igual que las imágenes se nos hacen mas evidentes. Cuando se escritor, la pluma se siente como la mejor parte de cada uno de nosotros. Todo se aprecia diferente y la mente siempre esta en actividad.
Me agradó leerte.
Buena vibra.

Thank you for your response

You sound in this poem like a crush that is scared of approaching the lady he admires and confessing his feelings for her because of the fear of not being enough or for the fear of being rejected or for the fear of not having what it takes to take care of such a lady.

definitely powerless and overwhelmed :)

true, writers are deep beings

true...

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Soooo nice. Deb is a very lucky girl to have her bard:) Fabulous write, John:)