Dark Eyed Questions

The Gift

He offered me touch
I took his hands and lips

He desired tenderness
I gave my eyes and mouth

His black pools
Careened me to the edge

Of a swelling tsunami

So I cast adrift on my swolen, rafted ocean
Threw open my darkening towered window
Broke off, snapping twigs and branches
And set myself free

Don’t catch me

Road Movie

Servings of deep forest mystery
Created to enrich dark, tucked away
Masculinities

As if anyone would care
If you proffered your secrets
With a clear, windswept yes or no

Ah planet earth, you star
You play out
Like an Italian road movie
Who’s seductive lead is forever
And passionately
In disimpassioned love

I am falling in your work
Discontent in my
Inability to be saved

By Lines

I threw down the gauntlet
Because I too am a fool

For I too am in love
With another
Who’s eyes sing and wander

So with damp flushed cheeks
I strike out
In grief and in fear
Your cryptic, untold
And unfinished stories and by lines

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Comments

  • marieancolie
    marieancolieover 7 years ago

    Your ability to write so fluently, is exceptional Robert.

    When I read your words, of course I have to go slowly to understand everything, and read again once or more.
    Poetry in a different language is not easy to understand.
    But then.. it’s a movment, a music comes out, sometimes fear, sometimes doubts..
    sometimes tears, and this makes sense to me and this gives life, and I like your poems as they are the breathe of a day by day life.

    I may not express my feelings correctly, sorry for it.

  • Robert Knapman
    Robert Knapmanover 7 years ago

    Thankyou Marie. I always love and appreciaite your words and comments. Its true, poetry in another languge is harder to follow and you are right about the music and movement. I really like what you say here – ‘the breath of day to day life’. Sometimes when I am in the moment I am so carried away with the truth of a word or a rhythm that I am overwhealmed and have to pause – then I know its real. Thanks again .)

  • Paul Louis Villani
    Paul Louis Vil...over 7 years ago

    Your words swing me from passion to rage, joy to fear.
    You have an amazing talent Robert!

  • John Douglas
    John Douglasover 7 years ago

    I hope to read these in book form one day – unless they’re already? The opening lines from The Gift “He offered me touchI took his hands and lips” are about the best beginning lines in poetry I have ever read. Beautiful work Robert.

  • Robert Knapman
    Robert Knapmanover 7 years ago

    Thanks so much Paul and John, I’m very flattered. Wow Paul that’s just bloody awsome! John, my jotterings started out several years ago as simple expressions and feelings of what was going on and then stored on bits of paper and random note books. RB has brought them out, reinvigorated them and helped to generated more and more. This is the first time I’ve actually written them to be shared. Glad you like .)Cheers.

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