The lightning in the distance,
the sound of thunder getting closer,
the rain beating on the closed window.
The ocean churning past the breaker,
the waves gently falling on the beach,
the sand sifting my position.
If you could see what I feel,
I’m afraid you’d tell me.
I’m afraid you’d explain it to me,
in words that I understand.
If you could see what I feel,
I’d try to protect you from it,
I’d try to keep it in the distance.
A puzzle lying scattered on the floor,
the pieces strewn in a beautiful mess.
We are never broken.
I was wrong when I said I had missing pieces.
I was wrong when I thought I needed you.
We are never broken.
If you could see what I feel,
I’d cradle you in my arms.
I’d protect you from the hurt.
The clouds trying desperately to cover the orange moon,
the reflection it cast across your face.
The silhouette of your smile on the wet grass below.
The still water below that bridge,
beckoning me to jump.
The silent splashing water covering me as I descend.
Love never falls asleep.
It’ll wait out on the porch until you’re ready.
Roll that stone away from your heart.
Heartache will visit, but it isn’t lasting.
I’ll never let it stay there for long.
I’ll push, you pull.
Please see what I feel.
Please don’t make me say it again.
If you could see what I feel,
you’d open your arms.
If you could see what I feel,
you’d say, “it’s all okay”.
If you could see what I feel,
you’d believe what you say.
If you could see what I feel,
only kindness matters.
If you could see what I feel…
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Offering up a poem for Thursday’s Poets Rally, check them out to read some awesome poems. Also, hopping into Poetry Potluck, you’ll be pleased with the poets over there. And finally, One Shot Wednesday over at One Stop Poetry, some amazing folks indeed.
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You leave me wanting to know more, your words pull and push and make me wonder….Wondrous.
Thank you my friend. Sometimes (always) the words push and pull me too, in different directions all at the same time.
to See what you feel
is to feel what you feel,
which will be real
and appeal..
Cheers.
you rock!
🙂
Thank you for the rhyme my jingly friend!
Can’t wait to see what you have waiting for us all…
To wonder what you feel… lending to its tone, yet never quite sharing all. Beautifully penned.
I do often wonder what I feel, to be nudged in the direction of answers is always good.
Thank you for being here!
You leave the reader with a sense of wanting to know what you feel, while at the same time the sensation that he/she already does. Nicely done!
Thank you so much!
I love the comments and often get inspiration for another poem here… hmmm.
“We are never broken” I love this line! I love the depth of sentiment the desperate tone beautifully done
Thank you!
I like the idea of desperate tone — that might explain a lot! 😉
Beautifully penned.
Why, thank you!
Such beautiful captivating writing.
Thank you, this is the perfect comment for me to head out into the day holding on to!
I love so many things about this. We are never broken. Love never falls asleep.
Most of all I love the underlying thread of hope you have woven throughout your words.
Hope always gets us through.
Yes!
Always hang onto hope, right?
Thank you for coming here.
You made me feel right along with you. Tugs at the heartstrings then casts them back to the sea. Beautiful poem!
Thank you!
I love the picture I’m getting of this comment…
I felt this rolling along in emotion because of the barrier of pain closing a heart.
The barrier of pain closing a heart and the hope of something new opening it back up… maybe, anyway.
Writing and poems are so awesome because it allows people to express what they think and feel.
I believe we can be broken. I feel our hearts, our minds, our spirits, our bones can all be broken, but I also believe all can be repaired.
I also think that loves does or can “fall asleep” — although I have never used those words to describe it, I thought of love that gets lazy and neglected and “falls asleep”. While it is still there sometimes it needs attention, it needs to be “worked on”, it needs “waking up.”
But see, that is what is so cool and amazing about poems, people write them to express what THEY feel. Thank you for sharing. I so often just want to give you a big hug and tell you you are fantastic!!!!
XOXOXO
It IS true, and one of the things I love about poetry. It invites each individual to take away their own thing — it SHOULD mean something different to each person because we are all at different places in our emotions… right?
AND… in a little over a month you WILL be giving me a hug and I certainly won’t stop you from telling me I’m fantastic! 😉
Ok, that makes me feel better. That we can get out of it our own. I always try to figure out what the person is saying, often times that is not possible and it just seems a jumble. I thought since they were writing it was to share something so the reader was to get it. If we are invited to read it and take from it our own take that changes everything. Thank you.
YAY! That is soooooooooo cool. I WILL give you a hug and tell you you are fantastic. Oh how fun!!!!
🙂
A beautiful poem
Pssst. This is a nice picture of you, Simon. (*whispering so as not to disturb B’s page too much.)
I invite you to disturb my page, especially with the handsome Simon.
Thank you my friend. 🙂
i love this. love the way it lures me in with its mystery and its veils. i love the way there’s room for me to crawl inside and make myself comfortable.
Thank you Jeanne —
seeing you here is like seeing my fairy god-mother appear with a warm hug!
this poem gave me shivers the first time i read it… and the second… and the third. your words fly off the page and into my soul, b. keep putting your emotions out there in poetry…. please. i need them. i love you. ♥ *sparkly squishy hugs*
Okay!
Thank you Dani.
I seem to have some words that are trying to come out — hopefully in the right order… I’ll let you know. 😉
lovely…
Thank you!
this is a lovely very beck chock full of feeling…emotion….the fear that they might be able to explain it…that is where you caught me…and the desire that others could really understand the feelings….true…spoken well…
Thank you!
I like teetering on the obvious and the well hidden, I think anyway.
Heartrending poem…
“If you could see what I feel,
you’d believe what you say.”
Those lines felt like a left hook. A pleasure to read.
Thank you Adam!
Always a pleasure to see you here.
Beautiful images! I can feel the sorrow in these lines…
Well thank you… I think, it’s sorrow and comfort and relief and a lot of stuff that sometimes comes out.
So glad you took the time to come here and read and comment — it really means so much to me.
Wow this is an AWESOME poem! I read it with a storm thrashing about in the trees outside my house and I was really there with you…This is a great deal more than a beautiful mess
Oh my gosh — “…a great deal more than a beautiful mess” is just about the most perfect thing I’ve heard lately!
Thank you!!
Really like how you wrapped it up, it be that much easier if sometimes some would opne their eyes a tad more, nice one.
Yes.. I’ve been actively working on opening my eyes a tad more — and you know what, it makes things a lot clearer.
Thank you!
Oh… this is soooo true…
I guess love is like a seesaw.. it can be enjoyed in the full presence of TWO.. else it is just a meaningless little wooden board.. *sigh*
You have expressed it so beautifully, and perfectly here, Becky…
Thank you so much!
Means so much to have positive words from you — thank you.
Amazing!
Love. 🙂
Creative writing, I like the choice of words!
Thank you so much!
its like a mothers anguish, trying to show them.
Yes, exactly. Trying to nurture and nudge but knowing it’s their own life to be had.
Thank you.
I like the emphatic way you repeat “If you could see what I feel”… Great thought, great poem!
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment. I love seeing you here!
If only…………
This reminded me of my 1st crush and only love till now!
very beautifully woven.. takes the reader down the memory lane.. SIGH
Sunday Hugs xoxox
Thank you for such a great comment. What a great start to my day to see you here!
Thank you!