Mark Anthony Cotterman Poet Rhyme

The Touch of Being Untouchable

Breathe to the north with eyes
Filled with empty deep-blue skies
Traveling just east of my chest 
Where you shall find my brokenness
In the cries of a black bird
That seals my whole-world without words

Listen for the southern touch of lips
While caressing the softness of pink sips
Swallowing every particle of a flowing moon
That gasps at the intimacy caught by the spoon  

Touch me without the sense of feel
Cover up what I cannot reveal
Unchain your eyes
From the northern blue skies

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Funom Makama May 1, 2014 at 2:31 PM What a blessing! This is such an enjoyable, beautifully written and captivating read. Thank you so much for the share. You are indeed hugely talented

Poet Destroyer A February 12, 2012 at 9:28 PM Mark, we have to see what we can't see.. does that make sense to you..lol Right now, i'm traveling with the rhythm of my chest... a little broken... I like the line... a touch without feel... unchain a slow motion dance... I think, we all gasp for more than we can't touch,, but can feel... enjoyed your poem..thank you for stopping by..always..pd

Carol Sunshine Brown February 1, 2012 at 6:22 AM I have truly enjoyed reading your poetry you have posted here at PoetrySoup. You are a very special poet and I wish you the best in your life and with your poetry. Two thumbs up to you Mark. Love and best wishes always, Carol

Karena Brown January 16, 2011 at 6:40 PM Well done...I like the imagery. Keep doing what you're doing.

Dr.Ram Mehta October 13, 2010 at 4:46 PM Very expressive thoughts penned well on The touch of being untouched, Mark