Charmed Chaos
Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Do You
Do you know my voice as it calls to you deep in the blue-black night?
I’ve searched so long but you, ever elusive as
shadows dancing on a sunny day,
out of reach, out of sight.
Do you know my eyes when you look at them
across the universe of space, of time
and recognize me again?
Do you know who I’ve become since you’ve gone?
I write now, everyday, from that secret place in my heart
you know the one;
where my voice cracked and disguised,
suffered abuse as my soul gasped in leadened air
listened to thoughts unheard, not a word
of dissension nor signs of unrest
only the silent hammering
of my heavy heart beating
new scars in my chest.
Do you know who I am?
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
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I loved this, it brings the reader in conspiratorially close.
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Thank you. I appreciate your kind words.
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Very intimate. I feel it is written for one particular person rather than to attract new ones.
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Thank you. Yes. I appreciate you stopping by.
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Nice last two lines about the heart beating new scars in one’s chest.
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Thanks Frank. I’m happy you liked it.
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Beautiful, Linda. I reckon that once they remember you, they’ll be wary… because your voice pouring through that pen can annihilate them. Haunting.
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Haha! Thank you Vivian.
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Lost in space …. lovers separated by time and space…still recognizable like an old friend you haven’t seen in twenty years. Just like yesterday!
Dwight
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Thank you Dwight.
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Your leading, ending question: do we really know anyone, even ourselves? We are so complicated.
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Yes, we are. Thank you Victoria.
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It is just awesome, deep feelings of the heart that will surely melt the other counterpart’s heart.
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Thank you.
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I love the way you address the reader directly with questions and draw them to you, Linda. Most of all I love the way you open your soul in the lines:
‘only the silent hammering
of my heavy heart beating
new scars in my chest’.
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Thank you Kim. I deeply appreciate your astute comments.
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sometimes, only those who understand your suffering can help you to heal..beautiful, intimate poem.
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Thank you for the kind words. I am pleased you liked it.
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Often the reason for a parting is either that you know someone too well or that you have no clue at all… alas I think the former is the more sadder.
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Yes, I think your right about that Bjorn. Thanks for your feedback- truly appreciated.
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An intimate ad and I felt the lines,
“my heavy heart beating
new scars in my chest.”
Just to go on surviving is not necessarily living or healing when a wounded heart holds onto its memories and pain. Thank you.
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Thank you for your insight and kind words.
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Very powerful! I felt every word. That question at the end really packs a punch.
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Thank you so much. I appreciate you stopping by.
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A heart meting out life and scars… I love the “blue-black night” Call out echoes of Hayden’s Blueblack cold on “Those Winter Mornings.” I think you are asking questions of yourself much like Hayden reflected questions back to himself about his Father. Deep and searching like Hayden’s poem, and centered on a question. I think poetry is most powerful in opening questions rather than providing answers.
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Thank you for your astute feedback. I am happy you enjoyed it.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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