CCfire
CCfire
May 03, 2011

i, love and you

star filled skies hold
those tiny moments
the ones
you look up at and
remember

today we spoke for
one moment

it felt
like yesterday
when skies
were filled with
red tail hawks and
wolf tracks

you mentioned
her name that day
as if a rusty pot
sprung a leak-
the magic boiled dry

we all make choices
to sacrifice satisfaction
but mistakes
can only
be made once

the sky tonight
holds moments of truth
none of them are you

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: [This option has been removed]

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Melbourne, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Bukowski

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Comments

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Nevel

13 years 12 months ago

This is simple beautiful, I particulary love the end stanza, the whole atmosphere gives
a pondering effect on me. "the magic boiled dry.............great line, sum up all.
Erwin

(a poem a day keeps the doctor away)

mand

mand

13 years 12 months ago

You have captured the emotions of closure. I like the imagery you used to describe your feelings and the clarity of the final decision.

we all make choices
to sacrifice satisfaction
but mistakes
can only
be made once

Well written and thought provoking.

Love Mand

Love Mand xxxxxxx

S

I could totally relate to it. The words are beautifully placed together to convey such a big emotion.
Loved it.

Cheers
Samaira.

M

I like this CC and it says a thousand words, Nice write and I too look up to the stars and meditate on the brilliance of their lights and the many wonders they hold for all of us. Nice poem friend

Love
Mona

V

different enough to grab my attention. Your poem (no I will not call it a write, because it is a poem or a work) is much of what I look for in a poem. I like clean and simple language. I think the fewer words the better. Along that line I have one suggestion. I would drop line three. I wonder if line four might better read as “to” instead of “you” but I vacillate on that because it doesn’t sound to me as good as “you” Thats what is good about a workshop. It is your poem so I don’t have to make that decision. Keep writing because I really like your work.
star filled skies hold
those tiny moments
the ones
you look up at and
remember

S

I enjoyed reading this until I started reading it slowly. Then I still enjoyed it but came up with a few things :
S-1,L-4 try you seek to
S-2,L-2 change moment to instant to avoid moment repeat
S-3 seems a line needed between L-5 and L-6 maybe something like : the world covered by ( unless you think wolf's domain is the sky lol)
S-4 try : and as a rusty pot
S-5 L-3 put "some" after "but"
S-43,L-12 tell stan to stop picking on your poem lol
just alternatives.............scribbler

CCfire

I don't mind you being nosy :P Thanks I will look at those things and ponder.

R

raj

13 years 12 months ago

lucky escape..rebuke or whatever ...the fact remains that memories of those moments do keep coming back time and again..one of which perhaps inspired this write..if so it does mean doesn't it that ..those who touched our heart do leave an imprint...in that context the title is certainly appropriate..

i liked the way you have used the medium of poetry to express those moments..

Candlewitch

you mentioned
her name that day
as if a rusty pot
sprung a leak-
the magic boiled dry

&

the sky tonight
holds moments of truth
none of them are you

It sounds to me like you dodged a bullet from an insensitive ass, just in time. I think your writings hold many surprises. I have no suggestions, only appreciation for the writing.

always, Cat

M

Oh!

you mentioned
her name that day
as if a rusty pot
sprung a leak-
the magic boiled dry

M