Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Abstract Love

I put my feet on the ground where they belong
I move my mouth to sing another sad song
Purple flowers and a weeping tree
Arranged so beautifully and the sun so pale while
The homeless are talking of fine wine 
And cherry cocktails
I get a little smile on my face
And I can feel a change 
And I can feel the same

I want to hold that abstract love
I want to taste that abstract love
I want to feel that abstract love
I want to have that abstract love

Sometimes I want to catch an eye
And see but I'm to shy to look pass me
So I just keep on walking down those endless, 
Endless streets
Towards a flower bed to lay my aching head
And go to sleep and dream of perfect pillows on the sea
When I feel alone, but I was standing all a long

I want to hold that abstract love
I want to taste that abstract love
I want to feel that abstract love
I want to have that abstract love

When their sun is born and my nights arrive
I can touch the sky made of blacks blues and whites

I know I have that abstract love





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10 comments:

Brian Miller said...

tight dude...want to hear it just to see if you spoke it the same way i did...great visuals, nice cadence...

Marian said...

oh yes, i want to hear this, too. very nice.

repressedsoul said...

Hey I'd like to hear it read! It's weird, I think I already know what you sound like. Glad you sprung this poem up, it was very intense!

signed...bkm said...

"Towards a flower bed to lay my aching head
And go to sleep and dream of perfect pillows on the sea. When I feel alone, but I was standing all a long"

What lovely lines and the idea of this abstract love and that to know it is to know a higher level of loves bliss...nice work Anthony....bkm

Beachanny said...

Ah..the music flows...abstract as the sea..a melody for you and for me. flower beds and sea pillows..nice imagery, my dear. Gay

hedgewitch said...

Very much like a song. Lots of excellent images as well. I like the contradictory picture of someone lost in a crowd, finding love there.

Shashi said...

Hi Anthony

Ahh!! The elusiveness of loving.. could feel the music of pain and desire in your words.. beautiful song..
I liked your ending a lot too.

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scarlettlove4 said...

I abs adore this poem and the way it made me feel while I was reading it. You're amazing...great visuals

kavisionz said...

Aahhh... the power of that abstract love indeed... how it comes to you when it feels like...and how it moves away when it feels it... whheeww

"sea pillows" -- love your imagery, my friend..
Can I please listen to you sing/play this one? I KNOW it'll sound wonderful!

Shewriting said...

wonderful...abstract love, the only kind that can not be taken from us. this is a beautifully descriptive piece, Anthony.