"The butterflies we share
......
after the howling wind
ceased to deafen us
and the thunder lost its strength
to break through the night sky,
i dreamt of our kiss…
i saw our embrace…
your lips were so close to my ear
that i could hear the song
of all that you struggle to say.
i heard you
I hear you"
~JB Honeypot~
sigh
Star light, star bright
i wish i may, I wish I might
have this wish...I dream tonight
that we had the chance I think we could have
and do it right
don't turn around
.....
don't be afraid
[that's them]
we're both free now
neither of us has a retainer on where we can go
so what if I'm walking alone
and they're together now
walking through places we've been together
so what if the flickering lights make me remember smells,
laughter, touches, choices
.....voices.....
haunting me
I knew it
....
there was just something about tonight
that escaped the passage of time..it was gonna happen
whether i wanted it to...or not
Only my journal is missing right about now...
as my witness
as my battleground
to pound the truth
that i'm banished to face
I knew it would happen like this
I just didn't expect
it to burn like Mace
That I'd be the one
literally photographing this moment
in my heart, spirit, and soul
Now, I'm fixing the power of intention
so it won't jade me
and make my future.forecast cold
maybe they'll keep walking past me
my last wish for peace...i could use it
but i just know
....
if she says two words
I will lose it
JBHoneypot & jakuper (10/11/11)
Good write, says a lot
ReplyDeleteWow. now that's a write. I love this.
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a captivating read,,TY !
ReplyDeleteThank you Tess....it is saying a lot in a few words...:)
ReplyDeleteThanks Digitalnomad...I'm glad you liked it..
ReplyDelete.I just love your pen
ladycallie...THANK YOU for reading me, and liking my pen....:)
ReplyDeleteThis poem is so true on many levels.
ReplyDelete"so what if the flickering lights make me remember smells,
laughter, touches, choices
.....voices..... "
The smallest thing can bring back a memory, sometimes so strong it's like it's happening all over again.
Such a very good poem.
Stirring poem..neat collab!
ReplyDeleteI put myself there, Sierra and it was so vivid....thanks for feeling that with me....
ReplyDeleteThank you much Delilah...I am pleased you liked it.....:)
ReplyDeleteit's written with such emotive deliberation. excellent
ReplyDeletethank you Roggy....I always try to put some of me into my work....:)
ReplyDeleteWonderful, as always.
ReplyDeleteI love this part:
"Now, I'm fixing the power of intention
so it won't jade me
and make my future.forecast cold"
Hits home.
I am happy you stopped to read, and feel me, Kevin. Thanks you, much. And Enjoy your weekend!
ReplyDeleteI wanted to read that poem again, I like it.
ReplyDelete..i dreamt of our kiss…
The best of dreams!
Yes it is, Delilah....and I appreciate you wanting to read again. When I feel some kind of way, I come and read my own work, and it helps me cope...and sort things out. ....so feel free.....
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