Ambiguity Is The Core Of Good Literature

Ambiguity is the core of good literature

It keeps you guessing. I know what it's about, you think you do. But different things mean different things to different people, differently... I get off on that a bit. You draw me in Oh, the way you do Taking my very essence From between your lips Dry or wet  It's all the same Taking me down  Into you Stealing my soul Then breathing me out  Into the world I knew before Tainted now Discoloured Part of me left in there Remaining Attached to your insides Like a memory of what  Could Have Been But will no longer come to pass Go ahead, take another That's all I am to you I'm used and I love it It's all I am

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11 years ago

Wait, what?

Little fingers never waited So long To be waited Upon Had to weigh out some Gold, or was it silver That had a lighter weight I can't wait for the answer Now that they're waited They can move faster But that's only after They've waited to have The weight lifted To become weight-less

9 years ago

Blerp

Everything was different, I wish I could say Now it's all the same, But no such luck Or maybe that is lucky. It's hard to tell When it's all in flux. Gains and losses Can't be measured Using any known system Only the feelings of Pain and joy

9 years ago

The spectator

I feel Old And through that age I feel Alone Yet not lonely More like I've been taken somewhere I never asked to go And left there But still in full view Of everyone

10 years ago

Summer dress

I trace your shape through it The tops of your thighs Silhouetted, with your back to the sun Your hips Holding it high and holding back the truth Your waist, pulling it in Like the ebb of the tide Your breasts pushing it back Washing it over me I can't stop now. Your neck Bare and fragile Like gold leaf illuminated by that burning star at your back I look closer and watch your pulse for a second or two Wondering how it would feel against my lips A breeze blows Your hair is fire Caught in that slowed wind I taste your perfume on the air Fresh and deep And I'm gone I'm yours and always will be I look down and I see the print And want to leave my prints on it

8 years ago

Begun

I should preface this by saying I'm not sure that it's finished, but I like where it's at and I don't like having to force more words, so it's done for the moment. I learnt to walk, By following the goat on the mountain side. I learnt to see, By watching the hawk high overhead. I learnt to hear, By listening to the lone coyotes howl. I learnt to speak, By talking to the trees. I learnt touch, By floating in the ocean. I learnt of you, By forgetting everything.


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11 years ago

Closed, go away

Too much duvet In the way Thinkings not allowed We're closed The mind opens at 10 Come back then Wait outside if ya have to Just don't expect any Privileges for being keen Sharp as a stone The mind opens at 10 On The Dot Just five minutes more Just five Minutes more

8 years ago

Breath

She's only happy in the sun Or in bed My bed We inhale Hold Exhale Push our souls out Through our mouths Share the light And the darkness Share the space Between our touch Feel All there is Care and care not Drifting with purpose.


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5 years ago

Lioness

I was disappointed

Disappointed in a way I never had been before

I gave you my love and support

And you gave me your best

But your best

Through no fault of your own

Could not contend

You were robbed

Of what should have been yours

And despite what happened between us

You still have

Me

10 years ago

Burden

I am sick Of the knowledge Of your thoughts Of the potential decision That you could have made Of the responsibility You place on me To look after you The finger That you point at me The moment I don't The moment I'm not there The moment I take for myself I stand accused Betrayal they say Disrespect A lacking love The noose around my heart The dead weight on my shoulders I cannot give in Or give up I do not sell myself as a hero Or even a good man So do not blame me For when I do not do What's right by you. I am sick Of the knowledge Of your thoughts Of the potential decision That you could have made Of the responsibility You place on me To look after you The finger That you point at me The moment I don't The moment I'm not there The moment I take for myself I stand accused Betrayal they say Disrespect A lacking love The noose around my heart The dead weight on my shoulders I cannot give in Or give up I do not sell myself as a hero Or even a good man So do not blame me For when I do not do What's right by you.

9 years ago

Send help

Lying at once Both prostrate And supine This sleep has become a contradiction Spinning round This waking rest Is more restless Than my time spent awake

tblackwater - The Blackwater Chronicles
The Blackwater Chronicles

"I am the sea at night."All works by me unless stated otherwise.

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