Bearable Reality

she slept,
in the afterlife of wakefulness,
one leg stretched taut,
anaemic sunshine pooling
like orangeade
in the rigid arch of her foot,
the expended day tangled around a sharply bent knee,
a dawn rising in the exclamation of her hip,
one hand shielding her indifferent ear,
a flattened palm
pushing against an obstinate headboard;
a defiant poem refusing to stay within the lines,
within the page,
even in repose,
tassels of the swirling night,
clenched tight in her outraged fist,
only her eyes,
in a more bearable reality;

he watched her,
her breath like screams,
like songs,
heavy with the sediment
of imploded dreams,
his lips moved in pagan chants,
stars spilling like prayer beads
from the tired limbs of light,
he gathered the fugitive words,
his fingers sewing ellipses
into roseate promises,
soft against the vector of her neck;
a poem that straddled undrawn lines,
that rose and fell,
that claimed both heaven and hell;
he watched her sleep,
folding and refolding time,
into believable imagery.


38 thoughts on “Bearable Reality

  1. You have captured the discomfort of restless nights and aching for dreams – a more bearable reality – the awkwardness of her body almost fighting the sheets ..that she has someone by her side i hope is a comfort..


  2. The observer often feels torn what to do to ease the sleepers thoughts by gently touching them or perhaps not for they may not remember the dream in the morning. A comforting arm has worked for me but that is not guaranteed!


  3. This is an amazing write. The description of how she has arranged her limbs is so vivid. I especially love the second stanza, her breath “like screams, like songs”, “stars spilling like prayer beads”. Really wonderful to read and envision.


  4. Wow. This is stupendous writing. Each line is a vivid image about the creation of vivid images. Reality filtered through poetry. The afterlife of wakefulness is such a rich, original thought. All you write is so full of beauty and originality. You have a special talent. Loved reading this!

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  5. Bravo! Never has “a defiant poem” had more “believable imagery” and” bearable reality’ The total seductiveness here is what I wish for. Sleep is also vital, especially in the wake of this marvel-ous happening. I’m glad this one didn’t get away.


  6. Oh this piece is so beautifully sensual as the light moves, before merging into real philosophical imagery. This will surely become one of my ever-growing list of favourites of yours.


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