Inconclusive – penned and recorded July 2014


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It is there, and it whispers in and among thoughts

Barely evident, like a shadow, perhaps imagined

Draping my collarbone weightlessly

Taking my elbow and guiding through the crowd in my mind


Turn my head, trying to avoid it, not look at it

But wanting to look far more closely

Daring not, it is too early

For looking askance at something intangible

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Scaffold of Words

Scaffold of Words

If you cannot feel me through my written words
Then you will never grasp me in person
For my words are the architecture of my inner most parts.
Secret things hung out to dry in front of you.

If I do not resonate with you through my written words
Then you will never hear me when I am there
For standing unguarded and wordless before you
How will you hear the things I long to say to you?

If you cannot see my inner shape through my written words
Then you will see flatness when I lay beside you
For my curves and warmth will have no depth
As you fail to give my frame flesh and heart.

If you say actions speak louder than words
Then you do not realize that words are what form actions
From thoughts, even those unbidden,
All parts of life are upheld by the skeletal scaffolding of words

Written first in our minds.


This is a new thing for me to try, recording my own poetry. It was suggested  by a friend. I would really appreciate feedback as to if you prefer to hear the poem in your own mind, with your own phrasing, or, if it is better to hear how it feels when written?

Thanks <bites nails>


Inspiration: A discussion with a friend.