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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Empty Spoon

Working Still by Borg de Nobel
  I hear your cries
like Spanish radio
in the apartment next door

I have no milk
I haven't eaten in three days

Ashes to ashtray
dust to rock
dreams to smoke

I cook my meals on a dirty spoon
I feed death to my bones

I saw your mouth move
like a hatchling bird's

My empty spoon
can't fill your hunger

I am nothing
I can give nothing

submitted for dVerse Poets Pub, Poetics, Borg de Nobel

19 comments:

J Cosmo Newbery said...

For me, that has a combination of anger and despair to it.

Brian Miller said...

wow vivid imagery....the opening, like a spanish radio...I cook my meals on a dirty spoon
I feed death to my bones...wow made me think of drug use....those last few lines are so full of emotion too...

Bodhirose said...

Wow..sad...when you have nothing..and nothing to offer someone in need...'cause you're in need..heavy.

insanebloom said...

Strong, powerful poetry.

Chris Lawrence said...

This brings flashes of memory to me of a life past beyond and in it a relevance and urgency that permeates the pores

henryclemmons said...

Very sad, but excellente interpretation of painting. I like urs better than mine. Excellente!

Claudia said...

cries like spanish radio.. cooking meals on a dirty spoon, feeding death to the bones..dang..strong images for a strong painting.. touching and sad closure..can feel the desperation in this

John (@bookdreamer) said...

Some nice lines. I especially like the first stanza

Mimi Foxmorton said...

You are so dark and delicious these past days! Loving both the words and imagery! :)

Mynx said...

Thought provoking and a little sad
Thank you for your beautiful words

Fireblossom said...

This is so desolate and hard to read. The worst part is knowing that this is happening all over the place, right now. God damn the pusher man.

Heaven said...

The empty spoon is a good metaphor for the misery and despair of your words ~

Happy Sunday to you ~

Mama Zen said...

Damn good work.

Laurie Kolp said...

Oh, wow. This is intense... I really enjoyed it!

flipside records said...

This is so good! I love these:

"I hear your cries
like Spanish radio"

"Ashes to ashtray
dust to rock
dreams to smoke"

"I feed death to my bones" (my very favorite line)

zongrik said...

sounds like a really needy person.

yeah, that Spanish music next door, so empty, so annoying.

slowly it had to last

nene said...

Oh, but you have given.

Bryan M. White said...

Love the way you play off the double meaning of the spoon.

darev2005 said...

I could see you in a black turtleneck and beret, reciting that in a beatnik coffee house.

(snap snap)
Go, Man. That's hip.