Poem #13 – Just One Word


Photo ©Megan Reigle

It’s hard to explain

the thoughts which find no words
like birds without air
cowards with no cares
or even a turtle without a shell.
Riddle me numbers not words
for the words are so imaginable
so fashionable and coarse
that even a blind or deaf man
can adhere to their beauty.
Numbers are fine and coated
one which will always produce
silk-screened answers and leave behind
nothing but ink.
Words are concrete yet hollow
and in between its crevices
we may find the hidden thoughts
which may not even dare
find their way into our gaseous heads.
I strive for a word, so absurd in it’s font
that upon a look we may be struck odd
one word which can capture our souls
and wish us away and upon that day
carry us to sleep.
For only one word, which I know
can do it so I guess I’ll dare to say it:

love.

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About Damian Rucci

D.F. Rucci is a writer, blogger, and a musician from a small town in New Jersey. View all posts by Damian Rucci

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