I had a poem once
On the tip
Of my tongue
But i took a breath and now it is gone
Somewhere in the wind;
For you my love,
For you.
May11
Tag Archives: gone
Sep1
Air
Sitting on the front porch swing
Watching the clouds transform
As they swirl
And crash into each other;
Mixing and changing so naturally.
Separate ,
Then together.
Separate
And one.
Give and take; meld.
Never the same cloud remains
When i take my eyes away.
And they dance on
Dissapating
Becoming the air that I breathe.
I look back and they are gone;
And look back.
Apr21
Them
When one least expects
Along comes the soul,
The one who simply loves you
And your human ways.
Limbo.
You have been afraid to even spill milk
Because the world did almost end once;
Unseen bullet holes.
Unseen scars that seeped into bone.
But that was then
And that was them,
This is now
And they are gone.
Jun25
So Much
I am gone and they don’t
Even know it.
And
I am no stranger
To
The wolf nor bear
Yet each time I meet them it is as if
The first encounter.
They have so much yet to teach me.
Nov25
Gone
I was afraid to take my eyes away
For I might miss
The signs of your heart still beating.
Holding my breath;
To stay unmoving completely,
Listening so intently to you breathe.
Hanging on. Hanging on.
I blinked and you
Were gone.
Aug3
Old Streets
Came back to these old streets,
The path feels so natural beneath my feet.
Broken doorways,
They whisper my name.
They know me from before.
Now condemned;
Boarded windows
And graffiti walls.
No going back to
How it was.
Boards creak and walls speak.
They tell me,
“Move on little girl.
We loved you then,
We love you still.
Best be moving on.
Move along.
The ghosts who called you back
Be long gone.
There only remains residual
Energy of things turned to ash
Blowing now
In the wind.
Head East, or North
South or West.
It is best you move along.”
Jul17
Gone
These are the days.
You hear it said again and again
And ignore the wisdom.
You cannot shake everything you think is Wrong and carry it.
Carry it on and on.
And the days go.
Change your mind,
Change your heart.
Your view will start to morph,
For these are the days.
Then they are gone,
You are gone.
Mar22
Dead
I step through the
Threshold
And feel the ghosts.
They want to crawl under my skin
To make a home in my veins.
They want to cling to the walls of my heart,
Stop me in my tracks.
Screaming,
“Look back!
Look back girl!”
I do not know how to stifle
Them.
I turn round
Struggling to face myself in the mirror,
Expecting to see my child self.
I look up to see Mamas eyes
Instead of me.
And her voice in my mind over and over,
“I love you, but I do not like you.”
i would like to ask her what she truly meant
But she is dead and gone.
I cannot help but wonder if she would still feel the same today.
Jan10
spinning
bare
the new grass tickling my skin
the world spinning as i look
up
and see you
smiling
and the touch of your hand as you brush my cheek
gravity releases its hold on us
and we float above
gone
there is love
and the world is gone
the air is gone
and I wake
there is love
and the new flowers bloom
Feb29
Time
Time did what the old ones said it would.
It went by fast and now
Sweet child you are grown.
Out into the world you have gone.
How did it feel so slow in moments
Only to be gone all at once?
Chole Into Diamonds 