Saturday, October 2, 2021

Don't Speak

 



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“Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.”
― Sylvia Plath

 

I see your words like birds

Swift high and soon gone

Your lips a force of nature

Breaking hearts like an old love song

Beauty is like that

Strong yet it makes us weak

We long to kiss the lips

Unable to even speak

But your words are like missiles

Headed straight for the heart of France

I see the danger ahead

 yet still I choose the dance.



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20 comments:

  1. FireblossomOctober 2, 2021 at 11:32 AM

    Ah, the old push-me pull-you of dangerous desire!

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  2. qbitOctober 2, 2021 at 12:19 PM

    So many great lines in that, but loved this: "But your words are like missiles /
    Headed straight for the heart of France" LOL! So good! The land an language of love about to get nuked!

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  3. indybevOctober 2, 2021 at 12:38 PM

    I love that you had to send missiles to France to rhyme with dance! "Breaking hearts like an old love song" ... great line!

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  4. JadeLiOctober 2, 2021 at 4:30 PM

    Strong beauty and words like missiles are an irresistible combination. Good luck :)

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  5. kaykualaOctober 2, 2021 at 5:36 PM

    Strong yet it makes us weak

    Love these words Carrie! A contrast pictued in just a sentence
    And how so true!

    Hank

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  6. Sherry Blue SkyOctober 2, 2021 at 5:52 PM

    I noted the same lines qbit did. Very fine!

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  7. JimOctober 2, 2021 at 8:32 PM

    " yet still I choose the dance" is a coveted quality of a true explorer.
    I hope you are doing well now.
    ..

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  8. rallentandaOctober 2, 2021 at 11:21 PM

    A wonderful poem...the dance is irresistible.

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  9. C. SandlinOctober 3, 2021 at 5:34 AM

    Love the mix of images, especially the contrast between the birds and the missile. Both the high and the impact!

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  10. hedgewitchOctober 3, 2021 at 7:05 AM

    This is excellent, sharp and full of truth, Carrie. Desire and beauty always walk hand in hand with danger and loss, and perhaps that's the very thing about them we can't resist. Those two opening lines are a wonderful, potent visual to set the poem flying. Loved it.

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  11. Gillena CoxOctober 3, 2021 at 8:32 AM

    "I see the danger ahead
    yet still I choose the dance"

    For the sake of this magnetic force called love.

    Happy Sunday. Thanks for dropping by to read mine.

    Much💜love

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  12. TruedessaOctober 3, 2021 at 9:50 AM

    Sometimes, love can be disastrous, yet we choose to dance. Most likely to get burned in the end. Witty filled with hidden truth.

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  13. robkistnerOctober 3, 2021 at 10:04 AM

    Wow Carrie! This is strong, confident, and gripping! So well written. Excellent!

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  14. Susie ClevengerOctober 3, 2021 at 1:20 PM

    The flirting game so brilliantly written. I love thinking of words a birds. Gorgeous writing as always!

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  15. Marion HortonOctober 4, 2021 at 1:24 AM

    'I see your words like birds' - fabulous! Love this poem Carrie.

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  16. purplepeninportland.comOctober 4, 2021 at 5:37 PM

    There is always the push on and pull back feature in romance.
    This shows it so well. Love the last two lines.

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  17. HelenOctober 5, 2021 at 11:22 AM

    Dance until we can dance no more ~~~ this is lovely, Carrie.

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