Tuesday, March 20, 2007

i made a change in the 2nd poem. took out a few "thens"
thanks gary. i do like it better(now rather than "then")







2 poems of mine with a variation of a theme.
the 1st has more of a normal view
in the 2nd i aimed for a more "what if..." sort of a
metaphysical/theoretical yet understandable feeling.



the first was published in "caught in the net"
years ago and was posted here in the 2nd month i think of my blog.

the second i just finished and had some pk'rs c&c.
they, as always came thru. thanks.









stoney fields


oh christ,
i can not stand this, this nothingness
it feels as if you don't exist for me anymore, as if you
never did
a few days of silence and the eternity of my imagination runs
riot, barefoot and bleeding
through the stoney field of my insecurities
what and with who, and
was she better, better than
me? did you ever care? the
lies told, needing to be believed in those heated moments come
back now, sharp and shiny with the cold
my heart and the nearness of your smile not warming them into
comfortable whiteness
they stand dark, demanding to be asked about, picked apart
word by word and you
nowhere to answer, for you never existed after all, perhaps a
good thing, a
blessing, for what could you say but another lie or
worse,
the truth, and then?








if there is only now



there is only the thin rain on melting snow
making cold mist that blocks the view from this window.
if all we have is this moment in time
there is no you,
for you, are not here.
there is no me wherever you are.
i wonder if there is a cold mist rising
where you are
and if there is

i am not.









any thoughts from anyone??

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

hey... i think i like this poem but im kinda confused... Did you decide to give up on God or did you go back? I couldn't pick that out...

Sherry Pasquarello said...

actually i like poems that each reader can personalize. poems that when read thru the filter of your own experiences and temperment mean something different, a lot or a little to each reader.

so, the poems, both of them, are what you make of them for yourself.

thank you for reading and commenting. i do pay close attention to feedback.