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Entries in Poetry (66)

Monday
Nov032014

She's My Water

she’s my water
sweet
soft
delicious
fluid
nourishing my insides
caressing my outsides
she mixes well with me

she’s my water
i gulp her down
relishing every drop
of what she is

she’s my water
i am thirsty
for her
all she needs to do
is gaze my way
touch me on the hand
stroke my face with her tender heart
and i am quenched

she’s my water
i swim in her
she keeps me afloat
when all around me is stormy

she’s my water
the rain of her being
gently touches my face
again and again and again
each drop of her
bathes me in a most precious way

she’s my water
and i have drank many a well
but now i will drink
no other water but her

she’s my water
we are
thicker than blood

                                    - clint piatelli

 

©2014 Clint Piatelli, MuscleHeart LLC, and Red F Publishing. All rights reserved.

Thursday
Oct302014

Swimming Lessons

Let’s go deep
Let’s not spend all of our time in the shallows
Let’s swim together in the unknown depths of each other

When you find yourself over your head
Don’t be afraid
I am right there with you
I will never let you drown
I will never leave your side

You will feel my strong arms around you
You will hear my tender yet powerful words
You will feel the beat of my heart
Right next to yours

This ocean is so vast
This ocean is so beautiful
All the more so
If we go
Together

        - Clint Piatelli

 

Monday
Oct132014

She's Your Favorite Song

Tonight
She’s your favorite song
Tonight
She’s the music that sets your soul ablaze, whenever you feel it
Tonight
Feel her that way
All the way down to your bones

She’s the painting you can’t take your eyes off of
She’s the movie you can’t watch enough
She’s the car you covet
With every primal, lustful cell in your body
She’s the taste of something
You lick your lips for

She’s the feel of passion
Rubbing up against your naked heart

Make love to her
Make love with her
Make love about her

Create a fire
And let it burn
Don’t dare try to control it
Be of it
And just surrender
It’s more powerful than you are
It's more powerful than she is
It's more powerful than either of you are
Without it

 

©2014 Clint Piatelli, MuscleHeart LLC, and Red F Publishing. All rights reserved

Thursday
Oct022014

Your Beautiful Darkness

The following quote inspired my poem:

Your Beautiful Darkness

To those I love
I see your darkness
I see your shadow
You have shown it to me a thousand times
Even when you didn’t know you were showing it
Even when you thought you were hiding it
No matter what
I still see
Your unhealed wounds
Your night sweat fears
Your darkest dreams
Your unmet needs
Your hardest struggles
I see yours
Because I know my own darkness
I know my own shadow
Your darkness does not frighten me
And your shadow does not negate your light
That which you try to hide does not push me away
It connects us
Your precious flaws
Just make you more real
Love is
A continuous revelation of our deepest selves
Of our truest selves
Of our most wounded selves
Of our highest selves
To those I love
My arms are always open

                       - Clint Piatelli
 

Friday
Sep262014

Race

       Last night, I attended the multi-media solo performance of my writing coach, Anika Nailah. Her performance blended poetry with images, film clips, audio recordings, and music, to raise awareness on racism. It was a powerful and moving show on a topic that I rarely give much attention to. But it worked. Because I've been thinking about it a lot since last night.
       After her performance, the experience got interactive, as Anika and someone from the Amherst College Multicultural Resource Center took questions and talked about prejudice, discrimination, and racism. The audience then went to another room and had access to all sorts of art supplies, where we were asked to create something based on what got moved in us by the performance. Then we got to share that up on stage if we wanted.
       Experiencing what people wrote and drew and created as a result of the show was as impactful as the performance itself. The whole experience has raised my awareness about my own prejudices, and how those translate into my life. Thank you, Anika, thank you everyone who participated in the evening, for helping me wake up to some of my own bullshit.     

 

RACE

The Human Race
is just that

A Race

trying to get somewhere
as fast as we can

We Just Don’t Know
WHERE
The Fuck That Is

sometimes i wish we were all the same

all the same color
all the same height
all the same weight
all the same speed

then we wouldn’t race would we?

sure we would

So Let’s Not Change
The Human

Let’s Change
The Race

let’s start racing towards each other
instead of away from each other

I Will Not Push You Away
Just Because You Are Different Than Me
I Will Move Towards You

that’s
MY
Race



©2014 Clint Piatelli, MuscleHeart LLC, and Red F Publishing. All rights reserved.

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