Waking up in the afternoon....

[Shakesthecoffecan]

I was 15 whe you were born,
still riding a school bus.
The day before your birth was the much
anticipated day I could get a learners permit.

I had a lot to learn.
Mainly that I always would
Have a lot to learn.

There I was,
old enough to be your father,
Sitting in the dark,
Staring at you larger than life.
Janice Ian singing in the background.
You were killing me softly, with your song,
Telling my whole life,
With your few words.
The most you'd spoke in a year.

I sit here now, feeling no older than I did,
stepping off that bus at my driveway.
Still going on, safe from the bullet once again.
Kicking myself because I knew things were not right
For with you, like what could I do?

I am caught in that place, between what I know,
And what I try to believe,
That you had a purpose in this world, that came with a price,
And if that price was worth it.
I will carry on my friend,
I will make sure, it was not in vain.

Blessed are those who dance with fire,
They shall light the way for the rest of us.

[Shakesthecoffecan]

When the night comes
And the sky grows ashen dark,
Reach around and hug my neck,
Wisper my name and smile.

I will feel it. 

[injest]

When the night comes
And he sky grows ashen dark,
Reach around and hug my neck,
Wisper my name and smile.

I will feel it. 

 

[Shakesthecoffecan]

Valentines Day, 2008

Yes I am a plump onion,
Tears and all,
Roll thru the day of scepticism,
Bounce along with the bumps
And the ruts in the road.

Unseen, the world I keep below the surface,
A life I judge you would not approve of,
If I cared enough about you to tell.
Below that the sacred dance of lovers,
The tortured coat hanger dance.
Ever now and again bendingback
To the original shape.

And on my face
A smile I wear, for no one here.
I wear it for a guy out there in the world,
Who gave it to me.
The guy who likes me.
He who makes my steps leave the earth,
And the knot in my chest,
Act like a heart.

 

[Kd5000]

That's a nice poem Truman. I've been looking on the internet today for love poems to post. As I said in my PM to you, I'm not quite the poet.  So far, I haven't found one that catches my mood which would be "bittersweet" right now...    

[Shakesthecoffecan]

Feel not the gloom,
Your pain and trials are over.
Fear not the turned backs
Of your friends,
You were important to us.
We shall make you a God.   

[Shakesthecoffecan]

I call you just once,
And here you bound out of the woods,
Your lean young body stretched out in full gallop,
Fully off the ground you cover like a bird.
Up to me you dash and consider me with wide eyed balderdash,
And take off, flying, bidding me to chase you.

The steps formerly rubble of other peoples lives,
I use them to carry me and the towels to the lines.
Wet but wrung out, unfurl them in entirety and pin them.
Unfold every lap over, it will be easier now.
The patterns created by the pulling apart will reduce,
To stiff and thirsty faux sandpaper,
Will scratch the dead skin from my back in a short wile.

In dreamtime I wait, and you do not disappoint,
Carried in by beloved arms "Looks what I found on the porch"
You have come, to offer your good bye and tell me you are okay now.
Healed from the ravages of time, and the sourness of life.
You lick my face and dance about.
You suffuse me, I was right.

Accept Loss as a Universal Force.

[Front-Ranger]

That was so beautiful I had to read it over and over! The subject of your poem is a shape-shifting beloved thing that I hope will visit me in my dreams.

[Shakesthecoffecan]

In a stillness that knows no hour I awake from a dream of you.
Reach up with my free hand and undo the latch on the window,
Heal of said hand pushes the sash, I do not open my eyes, there is no moon.

Air, fresh and clean spill over my exposed head and fill my lungs,
Song of the Whipporwill lull me back into a better place, if I hurry,
You might still be there.

[Shakesthecoffecan]

In that place
Proulx called not sleep, but something else,
I see you standing there,
Pearly whites in full grin,
Smiling eyes.
As happy to see me
As I am you.