"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Friday, February 27, 2015


You bait your hook with now
and I swallow tomorrow
won’t find me dry boned in gone.

Morning’s (The Revelator).

I’m drowning in blue eyes,
and you’re peeling promises
from the tip of my tongue.

Nothing matters until it does.
We’re dreaming with fingertips
forgetting once burned is twice scarred.

Moonlight’s (The Beguiler.)


Morning’s (The Revelator.)

©Susie Clevenger 2015

For Marian's challenge:


Katy Magee said...

Nice way to weave the image with the challenge!

Björn Rudberg said...

Dreaming with the fingertips what a great phrase.. Yet morning change it all,

Grandmother (Mary) said...

Swallowing the hook, drowning in blue eyes, dreaming with fingertips- such perfect descriptions of gone...

blueoran said...

Apropos in the video that the fleeting heart being sung to is playing accompaniment on guitar ... here the speaker loves that music and despairs that it comes and goes, ignites the heart in moonlight but is gone by first light. It's a trajectory we know too well yet never seem to understand enough. Well put.

Kerry O'Connor said...

I love your unique approach to this theme, Susie.

Fireblossom said...

Sings: "Will you still love me tomorrow?"

manicddaily said...

Wonderful phrases here, Susie--I especially like the "peeling promises from the tip of my tongue"--but all describe a hooked person very well! Thanks. K.

Marian said...

OOOOHH Susie! Wow, this has a very sharp edge to it, but beckons the reader to walk right along it. Love this! Love.

That Gillian Welch song is edgy too, I've always liked it. It SOUNDS like an edge. That whole record is fantatstic, stands on its own as a solid thing I can listen to over and over (and certainly have).

Your poem gave me some very enjoyable shivers. :)

georgeplaceblog said...

Ahhhh, but just maybe the revelation will be just as bewitching. Wonderful images and mood

Sherry Blue Sky said...

WOW! This is stunning and powerful. You knocked me off my perch, Susie!

Plum said...

I love this section:

"I’m drowning in blue eyes,
and you’re peeling promises
from the tip of my tongue.

Nothing matters until it does."

grapeling said...

every verse is killer, Susie ~

rlavalette said...

Yowza! Not one single ick, anywhere. Great stuff, SC.

Love the (perfecty apt) video, too.

Hannah said...

I love the dreaming with fingertips lines as well and the way you paint the passion between the lines.

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