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When space is silence…

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Confused reality

Posted on January 28, 2015 By adcitlali

Hair!


I heard something   
         –maybe your name   
                        your voice   
                           or smile   

 Fast beats   
Thin air   
     Flushed skin   

I curl my hair with my fingers   
   doubt my disguise   

Do not face the door!   
 Control your anxiety   
Stop  expecting               him        …

             The more you clutter my thoughts
            the less I can    pretend

I tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear

 Sudden laughs
Quick eyes
   Restless hands

            I look down      sit up straight      smile
            Impatient hands flip my hair:
left                              right        left left                right

 Sharp footsteps
Fuzzy eyesight
   Confused reality

It’s not you!
            I touch my forehead
              …   let my hair down


_____Adriana Citlali
XXVIII-I-MMXV



for excuse me, there’s a hair in my poem! | dVerse

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Comments (17)

  1. Grace says:
    January 28, 2015 at 11:12 pm

    Too bad it didn’t turn out the way you want it to be ~I like the nervous flipping of hair, left & right ~ I tend to do the same ~

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      January 28, 2015 at 11:17 pm

      The expectations were not met, but the anxiety was gone at the end of the poem. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by!

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  2. Victoria C. Slotto says:
    January 28, 2015 at 11:21 pm

    Love how you use hair to describe those feelings of expectation/anxiety/am I okay. You allowed us to share that experience and, I’m sure for most of us, to relive it.

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      January 28, 2015 at 11:25 pm

      The prompt made me reflect. It made me realise how often I use my hair to express the feelings that I do not talk about.

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  3. Voyages Vistas Vino says:
    January 28, 2015 at 11:23 pm

    I like how the initial anxiety and nervousness gives way in the end and the protagonist lets her hair down.
    Cheers,

    Mark Butkus

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      January 28, 2015 at 11:25 pm

      We all need to let our hair down at some moment! 🙂

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  4. katiemiafrederick says:
    January 29, 2015 at 12:10 am

    Ah.. that was fantastic as i do not think i have heard the explanation of the inner girl twirling the hair in any greater nuance of emotional expression than this.. all non-verbal expression.. all non-verbal truth in emotion.. that words can lie to.. but not non-verabaly.. in true connection with others.. all so eloquently expressed here in words..:)

    And i suppose many guys still do not fully understand that inner girl.. so you are giving the inner girl secrets away here.. for the females of the species.. ha! ha!.. and smiles to that..:)

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  5. billgncs says:
    January 29, 2015 at 2:18 am

    I felt the anxiety in your words

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  6. brian miller says:
    January 29, 2015 at 3:24 am

    so much anticipation in your words…
    desire and anx…hoping it is them
    only to have those homes dashed…
    i wonder how long do you wait?

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  7. Desmond, Anthony (@iamEPanthony) says:
    January 29, 2015 at 3:35 am

    I’ve dealt with anxiety at a point in my life… so these words are felt immensely

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  8. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) says:
    January 29, 2015 at 5:45 am

    Touching your hair in that state of anxiety and expectations so well described through the hair.

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  9. Prajakta says:
    January 29, 2015 at 10:37 am

    That was brilliantly expressed. You have used hair really well to convey the emotions.

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  10. ayala zarfjian (@ayalazarfjian) says:
    January 29, 2015 at 11:24 am

    You expressed anxiety so well . Great reflection.

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  11. claudia says:
    January 30, 2015 at 5:59 am

    there’s so much in those little gestures that we often do without really thinking too much about them… my hair are quite short now – so kinda restricted with channeling my emotions this way…smiles

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  12. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar says:
    January 30, 2015 at 3:41 pm

    … I’ve been there ;P Fantastic reeling out of emotions…

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  13. Anders Woje Ellingsen says:
    January 31, 2015 at 6:02 pm

    You point out the fact the hair is important to our feeling of dignity, and well so. I came to think of what men do. I, myself, let my fingers backwards through the hair, like a comb, when in distress. I guess that is what men do. 🙂

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  14. lynn__ says:
    January 31, 2015 at 11:39 pm

    We definitely release (reveal?) our emotions thru hair play…cool capture!

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