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Awaking

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                             Without pulse
                             under the pillow
                             a numb arm
                             trying to revive 
                             by clenching and unclenching
                             a fist

                             a fist
                             several times
                             evolving
                             into waves
                             absurd fist
                             improvising a goodbye

                             Fingers moving
                             as if catching
                             or trying to catch
                             vainly?
                             a single piece
                             of something 
                             of that dream
                             now awaken
                             of our secret
                             never revealed

                             Thoughts escape
                             they're free
                             and blood flows 
                             to the reality 
                             of feelings:
                             no more than the slow death 
                             of knowing that something is not complete
                             How to know if it ever was?

                             Just a tingling sensation
                             to disappear 
                             eventually
                             hopefully
                             The heart knows
                             no secrets

                             The heart knows 
                             how to wake dreams up
                             and blood runs 
                             as if in a stream
                             flowing 
                             free
                             through pins and needles



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  1. Date: 7/1/2013 12:18:00 PM

    A strong verse! Well done and Congrats on your win. AO

  1. Date: 6/30/2013 3:18:00 PM

    Ruben, the blood flowing with pins and needles and secrets unrevealed. A very captivating collection of imagery and illusive verse :)

  1. Date: 6/29/2013 11:15:00 PM

    Oh Pins and needles are a nightmare. Great win Ruben ...Seren

  1. Date: 6/29/2013 3:37:00 PM

    Ruben, :-) Congratulations in my awesome SECRET contest. don't know if the secret is totally out. I'm loving all the winners & poems that spoke to me in their own way. enjoy my blog if you like, peace and love. <3<3<3 ~SKAT~

  1. Date: 3/7/2013 12:44:00 PM

    Well done. Congratulations. Very descriptive. Love, Joyce

  1. Date: 3/7/2013 10:34:00 AM

    Congratulations on your win Ex, I hate pins and needles, smashing write xx

  1. Date: 3/7/2013 6:19:00 AM

    Sup Ruben? Cool write here...unique topic. Ever have both arms asleep over yor head and have to flop your body over to get off em'?...ha...I always wonder if I'm gonna yank my shoulder out of socket!

  1. Date: 3/6/2013 9:50:00 PM

    Ruben, ;-) congratulations with your sweet and awesome win, in my any poem goes contest. Good Night~ LINDA

  1. Date: 3/6/2013 6:39:00 PM

    Well, Ruben, reading the other comments, it's apparent that there is a lot more going on in this poem than appears on the surface. In any case, I like the surface. Never saw the subject of a limb "going to sleep" in a poem before. If it's also a metaphor for losing control, awesome. I wish I could appreciate angst more, but it's just not part of my nature, at least up to now.

  1. Date: 3/6/2013 6:08:00 PM

    I may not appreciate your politics but I will hug your mind--yo babe--this is so true in too many ways---later

  1. Date: 11/21/2012 3:43:00 PM

    strong last line here. Very nice! Great imagery in this one. hugs, catie :)

  1. Date: 8/19/2012 4:26:00 PM

    So true we delude ourselves into thinking we own anything! Light & Love

  1. Date: 10/5/2011 9:07:00 AM

    i find in moments of distress it helps to break things.

  1. Date: 11/3/2010 1:08:00 PM

    something interesting and differant

  1. Date: 10/24/2010 10:00:00 PM

    ps,I don't like pickles either!

  1. Date: 10/24/2010 6:53:00 AM

    there will be lots of time to ponder my new contest as the current one needs a few more entries before I can close it out..luv.. so not to worry .. u always place in mine as I cannot deny how fantastic your poetry is ... enjoy your Sunday my friend with luv..

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 12:56:00 PM

    I'm only conveying what I know to be true, Ruben, and you know I am pulling for both of you. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 12:16:00 PM

    I'm sensing a deeper meaning here now, Ruben, and hoping that everything is alright. You can be sure "she" is yours, my friend. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 10:03:00 AM

    I think this thought, this poem has deeper meaning, than at first glance.........I can't help wonder what lies behind this pins and needles sensation.......a different kind of numbness? Perhaps I read too much into your meaning? Hmmm...............I like that you have left it rather puzzling. Nicely done...(are you still revising? No need ....!

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 7:57:00 AM

    :(. .and im busy :(

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 7:54:00 AM

    recomment-my senryu is not about your leg!your leg is someone elses :(. .and i wasn't complaining. .you misread me. .

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 5:21:00 AM

    tmfs

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 5:19:00 AM

    I can relate so much to these verses Rub and its gönna take quite a while. .this poem reminds me of a song,i forgot its title but there is this verse in it. 'If i'm not yours,then why does my heart tell me that i am?'Hearts can awaken dreams,as realities awaken hearts. .its like a circle of love? .I wish no needles for you, Hope this is fiction dear Ruben.I be the clown anytime just to see you smile. I was very busy,but cldn't help not being here,at least for a moment.Happy weekend papito,Cuchi.

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 3:17:00 AM

    soup.m and mail mail!

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 1:23:00 AM

    hmm don't you think that mystery makes it even better?? I am in a toss up whether to tell you or not---hmmm ok will soupmail you in a bit: but I tell you, you've been warned ;)

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 1:09:00 AM

    I really like the thoughts and emotions you put in here, Ruben-- I could relate to that pins and needles sensation (literally & figuratively speaking ) & it's just so hard to shrug off, but it's really there- wonderful write yet again!! --nikko :)

  1. Date: 10/22/2010 3:18:00 PM

    A dream or passion never dies it just gets put aside...I am glad that I stopped by and read this one this eve..I really enjoyed it..Thanks for stopping by, reading, and commenting all my new post..I appreciate you doing that..Sara

  1. Date: 10/22/2010 3:09:00 PM

    fragments of dreams make good poetry, sometimes we do not need the complete dream to see the beauty~~

  1. Date: 10/22/2010 2:51:00 PM

    Hey how's it going? Hoping you have a great weekend my friend!

  1. Date: 10/22/2010 9:17:00 AM

    Another good one Ruben, I've done that plenty of times(vainly tried to catch a piece of a dream) but like your other poem, once it's gone it's gone. Charles

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