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Sunday, September 8, 2013

I'll Never Forget

Tonight it hurts
So deep

It stings

To remember
To forget
To Spill

To hold emptiness
in one hand
and with the other
try to fill

To lie beneath a quiet
indigo sky
with thoughts trembling, and chilled
Hiding out like a hermit
in a shell of a heart
that will never come out and sigh

Ripping out the grass
like the earth owes me
But it is time
that never repays its soaring debt
While I spend each age
with ghosts I'll never forget

And I know how the rain feels
When the wind won't stay

I know how the eyes feel
when distress fogs the bay

I know how this pen feels
It writes what I can't say

I know how the waking feel
when the sun burns their dreams

I know how the night feels
as it hides its streams


I know how the winter  feels
visions of vanishing breath

I know what agony feels
it kneels close by,
 and cries the name of death.

4 comments:

  1. it is time
    that never repays its soaring debt
    While I spend each age
    with ghosts I'll never forget

    and the very next line on how rain feels when the wind wont stay...so evocative...

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  2. "ripping out the grass like the earth owes me" I know that feeling. I was very moved by this, strong piece. Beautiful!

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  3. What beautiful lines in this. The sadness becomes palpable as one reads on. I like the metaphor of debt. Reallly well done. You're a wonderful poet.

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  4. I love this one too. You have such a way with words. <3

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