Saturday, 5 July 2008

in a place that only sort of exists

in the silence in my room
the methodical deliberation of fingers
on keyboard,
compile the tacit exchange between you and me,
soundlessly beating across a net of stars and dreams,
meeting you in my half-comatose slumber
in a place that only sort of exists.
I glimpse through the window,
not your countenance,
but the words I would verbalize
if you were truly here.

mere text only simplifies the emotion
complicating mood making me speechless.
no matter how infuriated,
sound of my fingers on the keys
try to convey everything,
and hide it too, all at the same time.
the jumbled words dance around
and try to reach you and touch your soul
across this vast electronic chasm

"yet why do I feel sadness seep through me?"

22 comments:

  1. This could be a description of what my world is like. Nicely done!

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  2. Come here and I'll give ya a cuddle..........

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  3. Cheer up!
    I am receiving you Loud and Clear...but it would stiull be wonderful to meet you in the rw.

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  4. I've been there myself, a prisonner of my imagination - a softer prison than reality, all the more cruel for it.

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  5. "mere text only simplifies"... so true, words sometimes frame the unfinished canvas colouring the undefined possibilities with opaqueness.

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  6. This is a beautiful poem about the nature of reality for those of us who experience it through our fingertips on the keyboards. No replacement for a genuine embrace, yet we give it everything else!

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  7. We are sensory beings! We require more than mere words, no matter how lovely. We must be touched! Here's a virtual (((Hug)))!

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  8. I do like the modernity of this piece. Even through the technology frame, your longing comes through.

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  9. what a marvelous turn on the prompt 'through a window'...very creative & it expresses so well something i often feel

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  10. "To reach you and touch your soul." The silence, and/or plight, in that thought, leaves one with such intense emotion. Sad, but beautiful.

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  11. This can probably relate to any writer.

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  12. Lovely word-smithing. But, as you say, sometimes words just aren't enough . . .

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  13. "my fingers on the keys
    try to convey everything,
    and hide it too, all at the same time"

    Yes, I really resonate with this.

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  14. Sometimes when we write to those we love, words fail(and the computer is a poor substitute for their presence).

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  15. You always have such beauty in your poetry. Just wonderful.

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  16. i can so relate to these emotions... wonderful

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  17. i love this g... this sorta place that we participate in.. i agree tho w/comments thrz always room for a (hug) across the wires...

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  18. "try to convey everything,
    and hide it too, all at the same time"


    ahhhh... you get it too. Wonderful piece!

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  19. Oh yes! Such a powerful window, this glowing square frame. Great work.

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