Tonight
Is different,
I can feel tonight.
Like a static tongue,
It crawls over me crawling over
you,
Electric red blazing every bone.
Backseat blossoms.
And tonight
Is different,
For I can taste tonight,
Can feel it trickle down my throat.
The sunless liquid sky
Tastes of your lilac lips.
I am so thirsty.
We are different,
Our bodies foreign.
Night's blanket is a sea,
And we drift like lost continents.
Until in friction we are made one.
Our movements like whispers, our voices tender hues,
Our hearts they tremble as we greet, old lovers new.














Comments
Ironically, the message "tonight is different" is the least different and least fresh part of the poem. Different from what? More to the point, does this night need to be compared to anything to justify the poem? The miracle of lovers together is not the newness of what happens. It is ancient, timeless, and magically fresh regardless of how often it is repeated.
But the rest of your descriptive language is wonderful. "Static tongue," "backseat blossoms," "sunless liquid sky," "lilac lips," -- these are nicely turned phrases. I like the earthiness of "crawling" too.
The friction of drifting continents is also mucho cool. I thought you might have done more with that tectonic image; it may be the best and newest idea in the whole piece, and probably a rich enough metaphor to work into a complete poem all on its own. That's a bigger deal than may be immediately obvious; the odds are pretty long against saying ANYTHING truly new in a love poem.
Anyway, good job. Certainly deserving of a
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Ed
"If you're not confused, you're misinformed." - Tom Clancy
The Trouble with a Love Poem
I especially appreciate the constructive criticism; often I worry that people will be blind to the actual words of poetry--of the delicious marriage of connotations and denotations, the thematic consistency. Certainly the overall feeling that poem imbues within the reader is important, but it is these things which make it possible! Anyway, I don't mean to rant, I just want you to know that I do appreciate your critique, and I agree with what you said about the repetition of "different" and what it implies.
Hmm. Now I'm considering doing a poem focusing on said tectonic image when it comes time to generate poetry for my portfolio.
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