somewhere


somewhere between us
i feel seconds stretch more than miles;
have fingers I count on, sufficient to span distance in hours,
never expecting joy to wing so far, recklessly
travelled, across so many borders

gladly i would leap days to touch
beyond this ticking and wound thing, time;
any space becoming collapsible moments, past
experience, to flower hope to wonder

your spirit and mine twinning and braided; these
eyes blinded by brightness, snow blindness in winter sun,
have left us reeling and senseless to this,
their purpose, a perfect resonating
silence: together.

***an acrostic from my favorite e.e. cummings poem:
"somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence."

Hope you like my experiment.
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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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22 Responses to somewhere

  1. mimijk says:

    To know such love and be so talented as to describe it with such awe and beauty…you have done e.e. proud Susan!!

  2. Very well done. And the Cummings poem is one of my very favorite. I find I recite it often. Just because.

  3. Ian Moone says:

    Well I have only just met this one by cummings and we are still making friends, good write

  4. Rhonda says:

    You have taken this new challenge to heart. Beautifully done and I loved going back after reading your words and reading e.e.’s lines in them. Brava Susan, no question and never doubted you would do yourself proud!

  5. unfetteredbs says:

    crafty and beautiful.. quite a combo Susan

    • Audra–thanks so much! This was kinda tougher than I thought it would be :)

      • unfetteredbs says:

        I bet… I give you mucho credit for even trying and then to actually be so awesome at it!!
        You have a special way that you get your words to just flow so seemlessly in your poems

        • You are far too kind, Audra–you should have seen me working on this seamlesss flowing for hours today, tearing the seams out and starting over–then stomping off and cursing from time to time :)

          If this was not hands-down my favorite love poem of all time, I would have said to hell with it and written something else instead :)

          • unfetteredbs says:

            all I see is the end product but I certainly understand the blood sweat and tears…
            mmm you don’t seem like the type that says “to hell with it too often”, right or wrong?

  6. nelle says:

    Good experiment. :-)

  7. A lovely innovation, Susan. Kudos!

  8. The music and message of the poem dazzle the ears and draw out imaginations!
    lovely.

  9. When I read your comment in the Facebook Writing Poetry Group I didn’t understand at first what you meant. I do now and I love it! Thank you for sharing!

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