poetry

cloven clover

Unclench the stone that minds your melody...


Tell me
    You’re bored.
        Convince me
          You’ve lost
            That fightin’ feeling.
              Evince me your sword,
              The one you sheathed
            For lack of horror-horde,
         And I’ll shake, for now,
      This shield from my arm.
  Though whisht-reeling,
      I’m kiss-callused to harm.
          Still whisper you’re alone;
            Step gently to me.
              Unclench the stone
                That minds your melody—
                Nakedly, now,
              Through whip-of-wind,
            Through the blinds-of-rain.
        I’m just a wretch,
    Blackened to blue,
         In e’ery dream’s disdain
            For the pain in experience:
              It’s true, I’ve been there
                On the tongue of dealt-distance,
                  ‘Twixt the teeth
                  Of each welt-raising instance.
                Inch-risk it—you’ve gotten closer
              Than anyone else;
          But this withered clover—
      I’m ‘haps too ghostly to share it:
          Vanishing, mostly invisible;
              So dare over, love, and tear it in two,
                Pinch it into an imperfect pair.
                  I’m all but invincible
                    In my gauntlet, too;
                    I’ve been nowhere
                  Already,
                Yet everywhere
          With you.


Music: Lindsey Stirling’s breath-taking violin-interpretation of Yiruma’s River Flows In You, original to his 2001 album First Love. To my ears, both are near-peerless.


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6 comments on “cloven clover

  1. Pingback: cloven clover – MyAwesomesite

  2. For an average dude who writes sometimes, you can do ‘ special’
    I like this one ….thanks.

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    • You’re very welcome, Sticks! I have my rare moments. Thank you for both the visit and carving out the time for a comment. I’m grateful to have your kindness. Please enjoy the remainder of your week…

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  3. Your wistful words flow gracefully along the edges of the clover leaves.

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    • I am humbled by your visit to the piece and your words, Grace…I am grateful for both. Thank you for sharing your time with me. I hope you have a restful weekend!

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