He Caught Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

The Prince won (not that I mind it).

I

Breathe

for the first time


my heart races


perfume is in the vapid air


cool winds blow out of
shimmering heat


soft sand swirls around my feet



a hint of wine–of a feast–on the breeze
a hint of sunshine and green-growing rain
a hint of more than desert and pain
a hint of life as the dead live again




call me crazy
call me drunk
call me sunstrok’d
call me what you want

but


if this is madness then
I take insanity



if this is inebriation then
let me drink everything



if this is a heat-dream then
may it never cease





if this is madness then
I cast my lot with the dream


Submitted: April 21, 2013

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AmandaBrookeWrites

Wow!!! Can I just say that I purely love this. It's creative, well written, and perfection.

Sun, April 21st, 2013 1:47am

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Thanks :)

Sat, April 20th, 2013 7:25pm

brucek

yum. grab with both hands, as every word i'm hearing says that you are. liked it a lot. like your pacing and word choice. love the tension and excitement. well done bobocito!

Mon, April 22nd, 2013 5:15pm

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I'm actually a but tentative—I mean, he may have won, but I don't have to like it ;) (jk, it's the best thing ever) and I'm glad you found it well-written! ^-^ that's every poet's goal (or rather, it should be :P)

Mon, April 22nd, 2013 12:35pm

Swinters

Really tensing,intersting and most importantly True,
I love the way you mixed the emotions inside this poem!!
great job!
Keep me updated if your writing anything new poetry!!

Wed, April 24th, 2013 7:02am

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Aww thanks! :) I will.

Wed, April 24th, 2013 3:44pm

Rythm Fields

I love the passion. Yes, let us trade sanity to accomplish our dreams and become ourselves.

Sun, April 28th, 2013 4:38pm

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It wasn't really talking about dreams or becoming ourselves...but hey, that's ok :) thanks for commenting!

Sun, April 28th, 2013 12:45pm

LyraHydraComa

interesting read

Mon, April 29th, 2013 3:50pm

Author
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Thank you for the deep and insightful comment. It moved me to tears.

Mon, April 29th, 2013 9:42pm

E. J. Rylee

Bwahahaha! and you think I'M cute? :P Really love the descriptions here (though I always do with your writing) and the symbolism seems clearer to me than in most of your poetry (though such is the nature of the topic :P) Anyways, love it! Keep it up :)

Wed, May 8th, 2013 5:51pm

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Lol *^-^* I tend to use pretty vague symbolism, yeah; I'll probably have to write a commentary on my own work so people can't get it wrong when I'm dead :P glad you like it!

Wed, May 8th, 2013 2:03pm

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