Monday, November 18, 2013

Unwritten




















Letters lie, unwritten…

we communicate
from a space
where time
dissipates.

 Yesterday I stood
unsealed before you…

  You know,
-you’ve always known-
  exactly who I am.

Words pale,
  as we read
  the silence
between the lines.


© Ginny Brannan 2013

Written for The Mag #194, Image provided by Tess Kincaid
She provides the image, we the story!!
Sharing at d'Verse Poets Pub Open Link Night #123

21 comments:

  1. now in the days of emails, thinking about letters bring back beautiful memories.

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  2. often what is said between the lines is far more important than what is in them....smiles....

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  3. lovely- especially the last verse.

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  4. Ginny, this is lovelyand sweet.

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  5. I really like the layers of meaning here.
    =)

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  6. I like how the meaning and perspective keeps shifting in this. Excellence, this is.

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  7. I miss the beauty of a handwritten letter....such a beautiful piece

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  8. Ah the lines...and what's between them...lovely...

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  9. often between the lines is where the real reading takes place...very fine poem.

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  10. What is unsaid carries as much weight as what is said...very well written and powerfully emotional. Nice work, Ginny.

    Steve

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  11. "… I stood, unsealed…". JUST WOW! And the closing - well, I bow in homage to this poem that leaves things "unsaid" … yet says so much.

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    1. Saturday afternoon - Dr. Who - It is such a strange time. I will record it - I hear it is going to be in some movie theaters for a day - have you heard that?

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  12. So we are, unsealed and often unwritten.

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  13. Silence between the lines.. nothing moves me more.. and work with emails as well.. lovely poem..

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  14. Reading between the lines is so important - and not always easy to do. When I was courting - do people do that these days? - I wrote and received lots of letters from my intended; do people do that these days? - and your poem reminded me of those days, of hoping there would be a letter waiting for me when I came home from work. Maybe I'm old-fashioned; maybe I'm just old.

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  15. Lovely ..particularly liked 'silence between the lines' ..well done.

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  16. While there is the convenience of email these days letters exude a piece of nostalgia in the heart. The feeling and of wondering when one gets the letter being awaited for was such a wonder and thrill then. Nicely Ginny!

    Hank

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Thank you for reading my poetry and sharing your thoughts.