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Saturday, September 10, 2011

Poetry To The Lost Poet

I’ve left the light on for you

When love has forgotten to love
When strength laughs, heartlessly mocking
all attempts to pick it up
when closed doors won’t respond to knocking
When clouds of uncertainty
Hide all trails leading the way into a star filled sky
When you’re too numb to hope
 no ability to laugh at the fact you can’t cry

I'll leave the light on for you

When “whatever”
Becomes the only word your voice can muster
When the “if onlys” and the “can’ts”
In your mind, blend into a murky cluster
When ghosts seem more alive
than you’ve felt in years
when you can’t turn away
from yesterday’s glares

I’ll leave the light on for you

When inside everything is no more
And all ways lead to more lost
When spring catches cold
From the leftover winter frost
When all things
You thought you always knew
Suddenly
All become utterly untrue

Turn to my pages
I’ve left the light on for you
As I’ve done for you each night
Come sit and write beneath my light

5 comments:

  1. "When the “if onlys” and the “can’ts”
    In your mind, blend into a murky cluster"

    They haunt so many of us, don't they? This is just amazing. so nicely done.

    "Come sit and write beneath my light"

    What a lovely place to be.

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  2. You've provided light for me so many times. Warm, welcoming, gracious, non-judgmental, embracing light.

    I really love this because it's so you.

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  3. When spring catches cold. I like that :)

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