What Loving You Was Like
Like the taste of wind escaping my hands.
Like tea gone cold, too steeped, unsipped.
Like letters, writ large upon a wall, such that
They can be read only one at a time
And the complete word never grasped.
Like time-travel science, sabotaged by itself
And terminated before it could learn its own extended secret.
Like a fat cat's dream of gazelle in savanna grass,
Interrupted by the sound of a tuna can
Opening.
Like graffiti on train cars, constrained to tracks,
Observed and forgotten at the momentary
Crossing of paths, but remembered,
Perhaps with regret, by its artist.
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This poem was something of a personal challenge. Each image was solicited from people on my Twitter list. Special thanks to sharontherose, charnanigans, and velvetverbosity for supplying the prompts. Incidentally, this poem qualifies for Velvet Verbosity's 100 Word Challenge.
Comments
Nice!
My fat cat wishes he could eat a gazelle. He's on a diet right now.
I can't figure out which part is sweeter. That this was inspired by Tweets. That it is exactly 100 Words, and it drives me bonkers when people write POETRY in 100 words. OR that you managed to weave the freaking Higgs Boson Hadron Collider into this poem. You officially rock.
Mar 24 2009
Wonderful imagery!
Mar 24 2009
Thank you!
Wow -- now that is a poem of 100 outstanding words. Wonderful imagery. Well to th 100 Word Challenge spotlight -- you definitely belong there.
Apr 5 2009
mm..
on the one hand, i'm impressed with the form/constraints well met.
on the other hand, i'm sad, because it started out so well, then kinda ... i dunno. not what i thought it would be, i guess
Very nice, I will keep reading your poetry. You are very talented
Mar 24 2009
Thank you!
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