At least call me, mon amour

by xanthan gum

Published May 10, 2006

Sometimes I dream that
I can smell sea air again –
Can taste roses that
Melt like sugar in my mouth
And your kisses
Were never so salty those nights

Naturally, life’s hardly
All we rapture for
And even though love blossoms
From your stars
dribbling down to heaven,
I cannot seem to catch
Them on my tongue –
Searing, they tear through
And dissipate into
Tired, one in the morning tears

Have you heard or Paris,
Or is Equal all you can conjure?
It’s sour, not sweet, how I’m so alone
When you are so together
And so far away.
Liberate the stars tonight –
I’m going home.

Sorry, baby, this eloquent
horizon is beautiful, but passionless.
And I have fleeting thoughts,
but they are overused, overrun
with weary reincarnation.
I can’t seem to wake my
Dreams from their dreary slumber.
Give me another high to
Reimburse myself in
Or I’ll fade away tonight…

Sea-slipping over fake waves,
Into a horizon of nothingness
Which is waiting, eagerly,
to swallow me whole.

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Leja
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Leja commented Comment · Feb 9, 2008

I love the title ^^ And I love things like the stars dribbling, beautiful word choice. Nice juxtaposition between sea and sky.

There is nothing left to say but "good job!"

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Aedomir
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Aedomir wrote a review Review · Feb 9, 2008

Like everyone else here, I loved this. The last stanza really did it for me. Such a pwerful ending, summing it all up and giving a total seal. It was brilliant, and I cannot find fault.

The imagery was wonderful, and this is one of the best poems I have ever read. Admitted, I don't read a lot of them, but this I really loved!

Keep writing!

~D'Aedomir~

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Jasmine Hart
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Jasmine Hart wrote a review Review · Feb 9, 2008

Lovely, gummy. I'd put full stops at the ends of stanzas one and two. I love;
"taste roses that
Melt like sugar in my mouth
And your kisses
Were never so salty those nights."


and

"dribbling down to heaven,
I cannot seem to catch
Them on my tongue –
Searing, they tear through
And dissipate into
Tired, one in the morning tears ."

I think that the third verse is a touch weak by comparison. I think that;
"It’s sour, not sweet, how I’m so alone" lacked your usual stunning imagery and weakend the verse as a whole.

The ending was lovely. You concluded perfectly. I agree about changing 'baby', as it's too colloquial for your style.

The flow was beautiful throughout.

A lovely poem. Hope this helps.

Jas

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Areida
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Areida commented Comment · Feb 4, 2008

Oh wow, gummy, this is old! But it's still very pretty, nonetheless, per your usual standard. Title's cool too. :)

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xanthan gum
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xanthan gum commented Comment · Feb 4, 2008

I wrote about two years ago.. I don't know how it came up, honestly! So I'm not going to edit it, but I agree the word "baby" is out of place, and appreciate your comments.

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Muse
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Muse wrote a review Review · Jan 29, 2008

hmmm, I do like this, i think.

Is there an error here? :

Have you heard or Paris,
Or is Equal all you can conjure?


is it supposed to be "of"?

I also agree about the "baby" line. It seems a bit out of place.

I really like the last stanza, it's very powerful as Matt says. Particularly "Sea-slipping over fake waves".

Good work. x

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Blank_Ink
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Blank_Ink wrote a review Review · Jan 28, 2008

I really love the section about Paris and Equal. Perhaps I'm interpreting it wrong, but it makes me think that, instead of seeing the big word, all this person does is recognize the things around them.
Awesome imagery, even if I do have no idea of your real intentions.

Remember about punctuation, and what words would be correct for line breaks.
Other than that, great job. I really like it.

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Inkitorix wrote a review Review · Jan 27, 2008

I love it, its captivating from the first line.
There's just two things I think could improve it, firstly the word dribbling. It sounds too like something falling out of someone's mouth, maybe trickling is a better word?
The second is the 'baby'. The rest of the poem is kinda old-world and Romantic, but I think that word's too modern.
Anyway I really really liked it :D

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Liz
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Liz wrote a review Review · Jan 26, 2008

Very nice. Very pretty. Some of the punctuation confused the meaning, I think.

Naturally, life’s hardly
All we rapture for
And even though love blossoms
From your stars
dribbling down to heaven,
I cannot seem to catch
Them on my tongue –

For example, that's not one sentence is it? I think you could do with a fullstop or at least a comma, and rethink your capitalisation.
Liberate the stars tonight –
I’m going home.

That's beautiful.
Sorry, baby, this eloquent

"Baby" sounds out of place here to me, not sure it fits in with the tone of the rest of the poem. Would "darling" or something fit better?
Overall loved it, especially the subject..nice work.

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Matt Bellamy
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Matt Bellamy wrote a review Review · Jan 25, 2008

Great work, yet again. I think the final stanza, being shorter than the rest, and sounding so final, really summed up the poem. Also the imagery, particularly at the beginning, with the sugar and the roses and the stars...it was beautiful. Loved it, as usual.



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