"Another Tuesday..."A Poem by ChrisHistory - go figure.“Another Tuesday…”
I
like the thought of you this morning though it is just a passing echo - from behind my eyes. The
snow and ice returned overnight and the
mind wandered in its dark - again. Strange
…how the eyes trace nothings …and
the silences fill - everything.
I’m
not staring, not - staring …just seeing
you - no, more of sensing you there
- on the other side of …what? Time? The
distance is lost in the mist. I
can almost hear life wandering by, feel
it …flowing - away. I
can taste each breath and yet not
remember taking it. Where
do all the thoughts go in
a mind’s “afters”?
It’s
nearly gray - the
“shades” of the yet-to-comes huddle
close within. I’m
not cold …not at all… cold, just
thought-less and mind-full. Another
breath come-and-gone, morning
does that… on Tuesdays.
I
almost wish - but that would be telling…
Chris © 2013 ChrisAuthor's Note
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