J. Tudor Poet Free verse

Long On Waiting

Happiness, I am long on waiting...
it is all I have left to do as 
a paper bird slowly unfolds;
in ink are words that free a
songs fluted throat of heart.

Or a cloud's passing into
a meloncholy cup of rain,
with the weight of thunder
breaking free it's sleeping
and transient persuasions. 

Did you not see me there,
dressed in aspiration...
breathing in each and every
breath that beheld my being
in anticipation of your arrival,

My bantum desires expelled
and reduced to a beggar's 
hopes of treasured freedom,
I am naked without you, one
single raindrop released.

One lightning bolt, one feather
away from torment I, beneath 
the canopy of your absence,
waiting...the thin soil at my feet
feeding my fear of loneliness.



(March 21 2016)

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Maurice Rigoler March 27, 2016 at 1:35 PM Happiness is the rarest bird in earth's forest, and there are many imitations of the real thing. Thank you for reading "Damku", a poem based on one of my many boyhood experiences. Best to you. / M J. Tudor March 27, 2016 at 5:30 PM Thank you Maurice...and I as well have my tales of youthful folly as you so eloquently revealed in your in above titled "Damku"...though I confess I do not feel as 'brave' as you in their disclosure, nor do I believe I could tell them quite as well!! J.

Nayda Ivette Negron Flores March 26, 2016 at 8:33 PM Beautiful poem J Tudor J. Tudor March 27, 2016 at 5:24 PM Kind of you to say, Nayda. A lovely name, by the way! : ) J.

Timothy Hicks March 22, 2016 at 1:22 AM Hey J: I really enjoyed the depth of the way you crafted your words, with inter-weaving connections; from the origami bird to the power of ink that sings a heart song. And of course, that melancholy cup of rain was beautiful phrasing too ... I could almost see them as a cup of tears waiting for that allusive happiness to finally return to you. Great work. J. Tudor March 22, 2016 at 7:00 PM Thank You Tim' for your in-depth comment. Much appreciated. J.