Hidden between the lines and sometimes the lines themselves provide a knowledge we have to glean for ourselves. We interpret the poet's meaning and you've done well with this verse. Enjoyed!
And what is "between the lines" is often open to interpretation. Unfortunately, some people get it all wrong. I can relate to your verses, Fee. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
As we grow older we begin to read between the lines
desires are hidden
like leafs neath snow
truth only you and I
will ever know
I think you just let the secret out!
Absolutely beautiful and vivid write!
Love Peace and Hugsssss to you....Yolie
between the lines
let magic grow
only layered words
to each will show
desires are hidden
like leafs neath snow
truth only you and I
will ever know...
This is very "kiss and tell", Felix! Poetry is such a weird thing in the ways that we both experience and receive it, in the making and in the reading. Who can definitively define where, what or how things come about - even if we ourselves are the creator or author? But yes, guess we can all experience a mystical "inner knowing" that maybe develops over time - and we can weave whole fantasies around whether or not that "knowing" is reciprocated. Perhaps not all is destined to ever be revealed anyways... The question might be, just how deep is that snow in the first place?? And how deep is it sposed to be?? Guess the thaws will naturally take place where the BINGO connection is made and two minds ARE really making the intervening linkages... Great ending here - full of youthful contradictions of the brazen and the bashfulness! Very skilful romance, Darlin. Love Kate xx
It's so good to read between the lines, under the lines, into the lines, and lines...I think you are fantastic!
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V" Moonstone
Oh, yes... aren't words unuttered the ones that really speak volumes to the truly listening (reading) heart? Lovely and with a delightfully enigmatic tone, dear Fee.
Love & {{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}
Alexandra*
Between the lines are hiding the literary leprechaums playing hide and seek with the mind of the readers.
A kind of Machiavellian poem was thrown on the stage here.
Georg
Another great write shared by a great poet. Thank you for sharing such few words that say so much more then what your pen has written.
Love ya Cuz XOXO Rose
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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Selena
"Now Skip a line"
I'm done talking to you, not getting what I want out of it"
"I have to go"
Howzat? Fee Fee
George
Ann
Regis
desires are hidden
like leafs neath snow
truth only you and I
will ever know
I think you just let the secret out!
Absolutely beautiful and vivid write!
Love Peace and Hugsssss to you....Yolie
let magic grow
only layered words
to each will show
desires are hidden
like leafs neath snow
truth only you and I
will ever know...
This is very "kiss and tell", Felix! Poetry is such a weird thing in the ways that we both experience and receive it, in the making and in the reading. Who can definitively define where, what or how things come about - even if we ourselves are the creator or author? But yes, guess we can all experience a mystical "inner knowing" that maybe develops over time - and we can weave whole fantasies around whether or not that "knowing" is reciprocated. Perhaps not all is destined to ever be revealed anyways... The question might be, just how deep is that snow in the first place?? And how deep is it sposed to be?? Guess the thaws will naturally take place where the BINGO connection is made and two minds ARE really making the intervening linkages... Great ending here - full of youthful contradictions of the brazen and the bashfulness! Very skilful romance, Darlin. Love Kate xx
((Hugs and LOve)) ~SilentDream
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V" Moonstone
Love & {{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}
Alexandra*
~hugs~
Karen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Well written Felix!!
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
A kind of Machiavellian poem was thrown on the stage here.
Georg
Reindeer
Nah ! Seriously I AM in tha middle of a scribe & YOU yes YOU made ME put MY Sword down.
Raw paw it iz then... Woo ! Hoo !
Your'z Endearingly Punch'd
Gypsy.xxx
Love ya Cuz XOXO Rose