Tag Archives: you

If you

Scents too could tell you 

Stories, if you’d breathe 

Deep enough…

The winds could tell you

About the flowers it kissed

If you’d listen hard enough

Lightened hearts could float

Beyond the prosaic

And view magic

Inside clouds

If you’d dream long enough…


Do you exist?

Are there days in your calendar

That are empty?

Are there thoughts so loud in your head

That refuse to let you sleep?

Are there lists with little check-boxes

That taunt you?

Are there hours and days and years

That were swallowed anonymously?

Are there others with lives and dreams and achievements

That make yours seem small?

Are there any traces of the child and the teenager

That you once were?

Are there ways to change the heart

That won’t wound you and bleed you to death?

Are there words within you, deep within you

That have forgotten how to be born through your hand?

 

Are you there anymore?

Do you exist?


The cliff

I still walk alone
But now there’s a shadow
Beside mine
I think it’s you, but
There’s no need to
Turn around

I’ve reached a cliff
With a final decision
To make:
To take a step forward
And feel the air
Compress my existence
Or,

To sit down at
The very edge and see
The world for both
Of us;
Live my life knowing
Your shadow
Is a delusional burden
I carry willingly


Face my farce

Battles between you and me

Are the ones I lost

Even before they begun

But I entered the field anyway

And my pride always held my head

My voice rang with determination

Singing in my veins

And I threatened you with

Consequences dire

My words eloquent, I screamed

Like a right wronged

Like a bird caged

Like a life wasted

***

And in such contrived strength

Is my power

I put up my act for me to judge

For me to be convinced; and finally

To believe

And once I have believed this farce

You never stood a chance

You might as well pack your knives


Away

You were never here to bathe in my lust

You were never here to see me shed my fears

You were never here to hear me sing

You were never here to tell me I should move on

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We were always swallowed by a distance

Always away even in the same room…


Alone in the past

It’s like going back in time

To the places you’ve been before

But this time they are bereft of people

Empty of action

Silent in words

And there I see the ghosts of our past

Walking down the cobbled alleys

I see them smiling, fighting, eating, drinking

Just walking….walking

It’s a yellow town

And a white lie

It’s a rocky coast

And a sea with salt from my eyes

It was the shortest of lives

And the deepest of all

****

 

To this place I will return

Without choice or effort

It’s here that I saw beyond myself

And fell into the abyss that you seem now

 

I might have clambered up the slippery walls

Into what the world believes is real. Practical.

But.

My soul wanders the yellow town

Alone in the past.


I have…

I have your number and a phone without numbers to dial

I have your picture and an empty album

I have your voice and ears without their facility

I have your clothes and a body that fails to hold them

I have your breath and some skin that lies dead

I have your flowers and some stalks with prickly thorns

I have some tears and eyeballs that have dried up

I have more of my love and no more of your demands

I have myself and the knowing that you aren’t mine anymore