Why Not Love...
Longing burns me a blue flame in my heart dreams like orbs of smoldering cold the fire of my needs so hard to ignore its blistering heat has melted my hope there is no home for my soul, only ashes and smoke. I sit looking out at the sky I want to question Heaven and her sisters. Why not me? Why not love? Am I so fallen that no one can reach to take my hand? Can no one see my unfailing smile? Or hear the notes of song in my words?
Deborah Pardes
@DBPardes · 0:43
I won't parse it out here, but I just love that I get I'm getting to know your language and your orientation to the heavens and the earth, the the constellations, the stars, the sensuality of being a human, but yet being exalted up into the world that feels so ephemeral and non material. It's just beautiful. Thank you
And when someone hears your words or reads your words, when they read your poetry, they're seeing through the way that you phrase things, how you feel, and it's how you dress up your feelings and your emotions and what's in your heart of hearts. So getting to know the words that I use on a regular basis, it is getting to know me and getting to know how I think about things. So I appreciate you for noticing that
Swell Team
@Swell · 0:15
Adenike Nana Esie
@nourishyou · 0:48
Oh, this was so sublimely tender and aching. This was excellent. He got me all in my fields with this one. All the colors, the textures and that longing, the questioning and the repetition that I really enjoyed. Yeah, this was an excellent, excellent expression. Really, really enjoyed it. Just lovely. Really lovely
Because they're doing this show and they wanted affirmations. And so I was like, well, let me look and see what I got in my books. And I was looking through and like three or four lines that are in that poem I found just written down by themselves. And I was looking at it and I was like, you know, if I put this one with this one and put these together, this could kind of be like a poem