Tuesday, 4 July 2017

Words

How words can often times become an invisible barrier that's so hard to bring down. (This piece I penned quite a few months ago, and was linked to poets united)

Words

Only words bind us together,
Emotive, powerful yet destructive;
Hate you, adore you, you’re so Aargh!
Just a sound shapes scribbled down
Intangible, yes, but still      
Scratch hearts with sadness.

Only words I throw at you
No fists or china cups of
Cracked mouldy blue;

Words are the weave
That wove our love . . .
To lose myself in you
To be a silken scarf
To warm your throat
Whence words flow true;
Oh to close my eyes and
Touch a memory held so tight,
Let words fall in the shape of a kiss
Onto my longing lips this winter’s night.

Julian Clarke © 2017

Linked to imaginary gardens for Tuesday and Sunday's Poetry Pantry at Poets United

32 comments:

  1. Words can be so much, both a blade and cushion.
    As with any weapon we need to take care.

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    1. Thank you, Bjorn, yes, we certainly need to take care of love.

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  2. Richard Fleming4 July 2017 at 18:49

    Some really good lines in there, Julian. Impressive poem!

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    1. Very much appreciated,as always, Richard.

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  3. There are some really beautiful images in these lines, each showing facets of words.

    Just a sound shapes scribbled down... I like the phrasing here.

    Words are the weave
    That wove our love... Wonderful!

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    1. Thank you, Kerry, for your kind remarks. I am pleased you enjoyed it.

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  4. I really enjoyed the airiness and looseness of this poem, even in the first line the words may bind but they're only words. I especially enjoyed the lines:
    'To be a silken scarf
    To warm your throat
    Whence words flow true'.

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    1. Thank you, Kim for your comments, much appreciated.

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  5. Oh to close my eyes and
    Touch a memory held so tight,
    Let words fall in the shape of a kiss
    Onto my longing lips this winter’s night.

    Sigh.. gorgeous!!❤️

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  6. Thank you, Sanaa, I'm glad you liked it.

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  7. Light and nimble across the page are these words.Nicely penned.

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  8. Ah, very sweet; lovely movement, and rhythms here. Thanks! k.

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  9. Wonderful imagery. The words got us this far. But they had to make way for a kiss.

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  10. I loved it! I was especially taken with "Words are the weave
    That wove our love..." Such a delight to read.

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  11. Words are, indeed, pure magic... and they dance into wonderful shapes in you hands. Love the last four lines, I can see them becoming.

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  12. This made me giggle, as I cannot tell you how many times I've said "you're so argh!" :)

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    1. Hi, Marian, I'm pleased you enjouyd my poem.

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  13. Nice, nicely 'penned', Julian. Made me think of the power of our speech, flavored and pointed by particular words. They help set a mood.
    Thank you for peeking in on my last ditty. I wrote it in a hurry a couple of weeks ago. Travel and other obligations have kept me silent for a bit. You can always watch for me in the "Imaginary Garden," I enjoy writing, not too sure if it is all poetry. My other blog is not.
    We, the Mrs. and I, have always wanted to visit Guernsey but have not made it yet. Our daughter with her family lived in London for five years and we visited, long, for at least a couple of time a year. But didn't get to Guernsey. I have an ex-blogging, ex-FB, friend who was living there the last I heard from her. She was a science reporter for BBC and I met her when she wrote an almost daily blog while living amongst the Eskimos for a year, observing their habits. She'll probably pop up or I'll look for her.
    ..

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    1. Hi Jim, thank you for your remarks, much appreciated. I shall certainly look you up in the "Imaginary Garden". Happy writing.

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    1. Thank you Jae, for your comment.

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  15. They sure are powerful, either lifting you up or crushing you down. A beautiful poem.

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    1. Sumana, thank you so much for commenting.

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  16. This is a favorite of poems of yours that I have read, Julian. Without words, could love ever grow! That last stanza is just golden....a poem written from a poet's heart.

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    1. Kind thoughts, Mary. Thank you so much.

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  17. Your words are beautifully expressed. I love this poem of yours. Well-done.

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    1. Thank you and I' glad you enjoy reading it.

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  18. Ah words ... an "invisible barrier", a lovers lament, encouragement, despair, elation, information ... where would we be without them? I loved the thought of love being a "silken scarf to warm your throat". Good write!

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  19. Too often our words harm instead of falling like a kiss....really well done!

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  20. Lovely way to express the power of words. Enjoyed reading this.

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  21. This is so beautiful and loving, Julian. I especially love how words "scratch hearts with sadness", and the image of that scarf of love wrapping around the loved one's throat.

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  22. "Words are the weave
    That wove our love . . .
    To lose myself in you"

    I really like that part.

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