Friday, 13 May 2011

when did I forget?

how about I quit everything
go in a tangential path

where sky has a velvet feel
earth shakes out all my fears

in the crescent of your eyes
I find a path in tiny crinkles

my oldest pair of jeans can still walk
I forget tatters all over again

"a quiet observation, reflects so much"
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13 comments:

  1. margoroby13 May 2011 at 10:18

    I like it, Gautami! It's lovely, particularly the second and third stanza lines and the motif of movement and pathways all the way through.

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  2. flaubert13 May 2011 at 11:44

    "I find a path in tiny crinkles", I love that part, Gautami.

    Pamela

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  3. Lolamouse13 May 2011 at 12:57

    I love the lines "in the crescent of your eyes I find a path in tiny crinkles." It's so sweet. I agree with you about Blogger. I lost a bunch of stuff also. Very frustrating.

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  4. Elizabeth13 May 2011 at 14:26

    Love every line here, Gautami. This is a little jewel. Sorry about the blogger woes, there's always space at wordpress (hint,hint).

    Elizabeth

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  5. Kim Nelson13 May 2011 at 16:35

    you make the idea of moving in a completely different direction enticing.

    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/05/09/courage-in-my-cup/

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  6. Henry Clemmons13 May 2011 at 17:00

    I lost blogger stuff to. BUT i am glad I read this. I'm glad the pants still fit, whether figuratively (SP?) or not.
    Great job.

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  7. vivinfrance13 May 2011 at 23:20

    I'm sorry you lost your cento poem. Wot no back-up? Perhaps it will reappear. But I wouldn't want to have missed this one - Kim has found the right word for it: ENTICING.

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  8. Ramesh Sood15 May 2011 at 02:24

    I enjoyed it....

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  9. sandra15 May 2011 at 07:03

    in the crescent of your eyes...beautiful!

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  10. Bone16 May 2011 at 07:21

    in the crescent of your eyes
    I find a path in tiny crinkles

    I enjoyed it all, but especially loved those lines.

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  11. The Write Girl16 May 2011 at 17:26

    I like the imagery and flow in this poem. Clever and beautiful.

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  12. gabrielle17 May 2011 at 22:14

    I bet if I stood my old pair of bell bottoms up, they would take me away...

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  13. Kathiesbirds20 May 2011 at 20:24

    Your poem makes me remember my old bell bottoms and walking in the night when I was young. I like the line about "in the crescent of your eyes/I find a path in tiny crinkles." Intimate and lovely, this poem is elusive and beautiful.

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