Disparate Views

She had clear, cobalt eyes,
perfect contrast to his,
dark, wet and moody.

Her hook was set with a look
and a wink when they met,
emerging together from a
worn out club, spending the rest
of the night over coffee,
discussing life, how stars
could align and how neither
believed in chance.

To say he loved her,
would to be to say that a dot
in print, alone on a page,
was poetry;
the world seemed to vibrate
when she was close,
time would grind when they
were apart, tearing at his mind
until they could touch.

She was drawn to his mercurial
eyes and the power she drew
from being loved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Written for The Sunday Whirl.

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17 Comments

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17 responses to “Disparate Views

  1. Oh, I love this:
    “To say he loved her,
    would to be to say that a dot
    in print, alone on a page,
    was poetry”
    Gorgeous.

  2. Sounds like a winner of a relationship, Mark, just as this is a winner of a poem!

  3. Shawna

    Nice: “the world seemed to vibrate when she was close”

    Another killer ending, Mark: “She was drawn to his mercurial eyes and the power she drew from being loved.”

  4. The poem is long for you… or thinner 😀 Or, my brain is cotton muzzled by the cold. The poem does the relationship well. It’s a hard thing to capture.

  5. I don’t believe in chance, either. When it comes to big things. I believe we’re getting a lot of help from above, but we often decline it. I’m glad “he” and “she” in your poem chose to accept it.

  6. leahJlynn

    Her hook was her look, good one.
    http://leah-jamielynn.typepad.com/blog/

  7. The initial contrast drew me in… hair is powerful, so is being loved. Strong write, Mark.

  8. “To say he loved her, would to be to say that a dot in print, alone on a page,
    was poetry” is a great line! And mercurial is a great word!

  9. lenwilliamscarver

    love your love poem!

  10. Mark, you have turned your pen well on this poem. Nice.

    Pamela

  11. Windham,you are a spell-binder, for sure. Incredible use of the words, and this line:
    “To say he loved her,
    would to be to say that a dot
    in print, alone on a page,
    was poetry;”
    leaves me sockless! Great work, Brother!

  12. Perfect-
    “She was drawn to his mercurial
    eyes and the power she drew
    from being loved.”

  13. Mark, I love how you used “vibrate” and “grind” – such a great contrast in feelings – together and apart.

    Richard

  14. Janet

    This is a fav for me this week…yes I love the favorite line expressed in the comments but only because it works so perfectly with all the the rest! Beautiful!!!

  15. ahh…the power of being loved…this cobalt-eyed woman absolutely loved the poetry that was more than a dot.

    ~Paula

  16. Wouldn’t we all love having a love like that! Gorgeous writing, Mark 🙂

  17. And was it not ‘chance’ that they found each other. I agree with the favored lines that have appeared repeatedly.
    Very nice write.

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