Monday, June 15, 2009


Ever hopeful


Filled with dreams


Bright new


Brand new


Hopeful schemes


Pastel shades


And Wedgwood skies


First light

Of loving

In your eyes



Soon to dim

And then you flee


Leaving me

Alone

With me


The things I fear


The things you said


Burning rivers

In my head


Bereft of all

We shared


My soul


So old


So young


So bare


Afraid of you


Of me


Of life


Of men……


Until the bright new

Dreams

Begin again


The landscape never

Quite the same


Eventually

A different game


Aware at last

Of what I know


And think


And am


And feel


The gift of love

At

Long

Last

Real





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2 comments:

  1. Well nice poem...sounds a little nostalgic...Is it dedicated to someone?

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  2. ya it was written a while back tho

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