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Anxiety

My heart like a green leaf drank deep of the sun And was never satisfied, but ever in the wind dance Like a schizophrenic child, hungry for more fun. I yearn unending for fresh love and lintless romance Something without dusk, and a chasm to groan The anticipation of another dawn, The longing for the comfort gone, The emptiness outside the soul Void of fleece, void of mythic gold For everything I loved seemed always but a loan. No voyage through the dripping wet of morning trees To find the source of song with painstaking eye Or shiver in the palm of a gentle gushing breeze Can quite the desire so innate, appease or satisfy Was it something steroid in my mother's blood Or something in my ancestral spirit That claim these fragments, sand spit And bar, but cannot love them same As the naked dances round the flame Too shallow here silvern salt within the mud.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/15/2010 6:21:00 PM
Is it possible that maybe we all love, and deep in our hearts consider it currency - a mental currency to which we use to buy happiness and joy? and lack of this currency leads to sadness and drowning? anyway good write, I loved it. keep the mind flowing -- R. Emerald
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Date: 2/14/2010 8:38:00 AM
I really enjoyed the line "For everything I loved seemed always but a loan." A very gentle and thought provoking poem.
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Date: 2/10/2010 4:21:00 AM
Deep abiding love...the prize of life...and there is God. Excellent write, L'nass. (As always>)
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Date: 2/9/2010 10:30:00 PM
L'nass, a wonderfully talented poet! This is really deep, truly profound. ...Was it something steriod in my Mother's blood... This causes great introspection, my friend! Peace, Audrey P.S. Thanks for taking the time to read my poems and leave your kind comments. I truly appreciate it all!
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Date: 2/9/2010 6:48:00 PM
"but a loan"!!! Powerful and so thought provokingly profound. Love reading your material. Thanks for your visit and kind comments. Much love and support to you and I can't wait to read more. Have a great day! Scarlett
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Date: 2/9/2010 5:34:00 PM
"always but a loan" and "lint" are the words that left an impression on me. i know what you mean. john
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Date: 2/9/2010 3:51:00 PM
There is a compelling sense of longing in this amazing poem, Shango. "For everything I loved seemed always but a loan" is such a profoundly disturbing thought. Brilliant writing, as I have come to expect from you, my friend. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 2/9/2010 2:24:00 PM
I wove a dream into yours Soup Mail. Light & Love
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Date: 2/8/2010 7:45:00 PM
L'nass, There is no perfect love, only perfection in finding we are all flawed in some way as life has a way of proving. I really love the line you ended this poem with. I hope I understood your meaning? This is profound. Blessings, Connie
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Date: 2/8/2010 5:21:00 PM
I enjoyed reading this gem,Its deep,powerful too,echoes from the deepest well's Heart..excellent my friend..Charma
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Date: 2/8/2010 4:00:00 PM
Perhaps in another life we lost a great love and carry that memory within us ... just a guess ... smile "for everything I loved seemed always but a loan" is one of the most profound lines I think I've ever read here at the Soup, L'nass ... I certainly relate ... LOL ... I've added this to my "favorites" list ...
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Date: 2/8/2010 3:52:00 PM
enjoyed reading today.
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