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Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Surrender


When we turn ourselves in
Like prisoners to the night...
Long forgotten
but not for good,
the summers  bright,
we will chase the shadows
and shake them up
until they return the stolen light

We will revisit
 the blissful ignorance
of potential plight.
Catch all of the fireflies
As they form words in motion,
Dazzling taste, touch,
 sound, scent and sight.
Terms of endearment
 leaping off the tips of our tongues.
We shall put them all in a jar
like pennies saved
for a lover’s quiet thoughts


I close my eyes and whisper
 “That’s it!
That was what I needed”
Any attempt to fight or flight
Would be foolish
and undoubtedly defeated.
then all the rush
of an anticipated touch
would rise and be known
through phrases repeated
without losing their novelty

We will hide from death,
Remain untouched
by December’s frozen,
 heavy breath.
Step away,     
walk in reverse
Until things get blurry
Then fall asleep on firm plans
To someday face the worry


7 comments:

  1. ahhhh
    someday, but not tonight.
    I ♥ u and your poetic mind.

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  2. Very nice...fun to wander with your mind..:)

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    1. It can be a very confusing place to wander sometimes. haha Thank you!

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  3. "We shall put them all in a jar
    like pennies saved
    for a lover’s quiet thoughts"


    and

    "We will hide from death,
    Remain untouched
    by December’s frozen,
    heavy breath.
    Step away,
    walk in reverse
    Until things get blurry
    Then fall asleep on firm plans
    To someday face the worry"


    Ooh, yes.

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    1. Thank you! The last stanza, I'm kind of proud of.

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    2. You should be--it's spectacular.

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