Between The Lines
by
Jé Maverick
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Don't look here
on the days when your voice
is lost as a mumble, or a slur,
or a broken song:
I will be scattered;
intangible; a pepper
of smaller traces.
I am the faint event -
the finger of a lost need that hooks
your eyes to the passage of words:
I am the beyond in the writing;
a mirror reflecting your own god.
The thing you wish to behold
isn't me - it is yourself -
hold yourself
in the cup of your hands
and gaze in wonder.
Gaze in wonder,
for you are the sigh.
You are the season and the sun.
Your love
is the sum of love.
Your crisis
is the world's.
I am not here.
You are the poem.

Take care, keep safe, and stay beautiful,

With love and peace,

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Comments 4 Yawps
  1. Lenney says on November 27, 2009 at 4:00 am:

    Very airy...It makes you thinks...I like poems that make you think...Thank you

  2. Jé Maverick says on November 27, 2009 at 4:30 am:

    Thanks Lenney, glad that you liked it! :)

  3. Judy Conway says on February 16, 2010 at 3:30 pm:

    This is a wonderful, inspiring site. The material makes your heart sing. Thank you!!

    Blessings,

    Judy

  4. Jé Maverick says on February 17, 2010 at 1:28 am:

    Thank you so much, Judy. I'm glad that you liked it! :)

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