Sunday, October 24, 2010

Back on board - the meeting bus

So, I fell off the wagon for a couple of weeks there, but am back on board now, ticket in hand - this week Argent set the task of writing about a meeting of some sort of shape or size....

I decided to write about meeting a special someone... - it is a little vomit inducing, but I can't think at the moment, so for me this is about the height of it.


When you meet

.

Let shyness slip, like sunlight off a lake

you're home and can sink into

long longed for warmth

.

and feel the thrill of spilling incandescence

an essence of acceptance

a nameless need for more

.

clutch with your grasping fingers

linger on the trace of folding

when you find the magic, hold it

keep it safe, and keep it fast

your very life depends upon it

feed it, love it, make it last

20 comments:

Jinksy said...

an essence of acceptance

All the best meetings include this magic ingredient! :)

Anil P said...

And the ticket will last many a long journey.

Karen said...

Not vomit inducing - just soft and sensual. This you should re-post on Valentine's Day. Nothing sickly sweet about it.

The Bug said...

Sinking into longed for warmth - that's exactly how I felt when I met my husband. Only I didn't know it at the time. Nice!

Rachel Fox said...

Yes, lovely...especially the life depending on it.
x

120 Socks said...

Warmed up my day!

Niamh B said...

Thanks Jinksy, and Anil P, and Karen, and Bug, and Rachel and 120 socks - each comment is muchly appreciated
xox

Argent said...

Nope, no nausea here either! This was a nice friendly warm poem.

Carolina Linthead said...

My favorite line is the first. Beautiful imperative!

Totalfeckineejit said...

A warm tender love poem.Not a specky splash of vomit to be seen.Likes it I do.

Niamh B said...

Thanks Carolina and Argent/ TFE - yez must have stronger stomachs than me!!

the watercats said...

this has a really classic rhythm to it... very nice and I wouldn't say it's that vomit inducing, it doesn't mention fluffy bunnies or eyes like deep lakes... really nice to read, and perfectly lovely!

the watercats said...

this has a really classic rhythm to it... very nice and I wouldn't say it's that vomit inducing, it doesn't mention fluffy bunnies or eyes like deep lakes... really nice to read, and perfectly lovely!

Niamh B said...

aha - but it does mention a lake - maybe I forgot to put in the bit about the eyes.
and the sighs.
Thanks Watercats

Peter Goulding said...

Well I vomited all over the kitchen floor...
Seriously, a great opening and not half bad for someone struggling to find the Muse at the moment...

Kat Mortensen said...

Gag. Just kidding!!!

I love the sunlight slipping line best. I know it's the first, but I did read the rest, honest.

Not bad at all. Oh, well I know those moments of unthinking.

Kat

Niamh B said...

Thanks Peter, hope you have it cleaned up now.
And thanks Kat - so it went down hill from there? (Only messing)

Emerging Writer said...

That's lovely, tender, like sunlight on a lake- slippery and shimmery

Niamh B said...

Thanks EW!

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