"Morning..."

"Morning ..." mind if I intrude a little while?  I'm sitting here with my coffee letting my eyes wander cross the world.  Thought I would pause here with thoughts for a little while.  Hope you don't mind... if I write a bit ...here... as I speak - with - you.

You seemed to understand 

perhaps too well,

that people 

- even ourselves - 

change with time.  

Is it we that leave others behind 

or they that walk away - from us

from what we knew

from what they know

- to just walk ...away?  

Perhaps I read too much into thoughts.

Perhaps, I perceive too deeply in the words 

discovered beneath every pen's nib. 

Perhaps it's but, there was that "missing" 

- of intimacy and sense of sharing - I taste.

How do you handle disappointments?  Living?

Day-by-hour-by-sunrise til you awaken and begin again?

And when little things - that really mean nothing - just feel ...missing.

...lacking...

How do you handle - anger

your own

others ~

seeing hurt, being hurt ...hurting ...even being sometimes?

I'm listening to a rough rain

inside

the coffee is stale and cold

...but it's mine.

Lots of thoughts

float the morning pauses

as I wander the world.

Chris

I'll think of a title in a bit... I just looked up and found I gave it one already

"Morning..."  

Author's Note

feel free

Reviews

[Tristyn]

Wow. Just wow. A life well spent on poetry, and a world of experience in your words.

[Chris]

Hi, how is my tomorrow over in Oz?

[Tristyn]

Really really early in the morning, cold and sleep deprived. (It's just after 3am, and I should be in bed, but I'm enjoying this too much.)

[Chris]

Then stay... don't be so smile deprived or is it depraved? One or the other should be right - unless it isn't and then we can only guess again. Or not. Maybe?

[Tristyn]

But if I stay, then depraved is all I'll be. Although smile deprived is not a thing I can claim talking to you. So neither are right. Yet. Shall we guess again, or maybe we should avoid the issue entirely and float the night pauses instead.

[Chris]

Chuckling here... Good tomorrow morning Tristyn. I have coffee - an extra mug if you want some...

[Tristyn]

Thanks. I keep telling myself I'm heading to bed, just a few minutes more...

[Chris]

always another line to hear... always another line to hear... always anothe

[melissa]

This is amazing poem keep up the great work i can't wait to read more

[Chris]

Hi Melissa, it was nice of you to pause with me.

[melissa]

You're welcome

[Ashley White]

The best poetry is written by those who are curious enough to play with words

[Chris]

Hi, is nice of you pause with me for a lil bit.

[Ashley White]

of course I would :)

[Coyote Poetry]

The best poetry. Coffee and a conversation. Good thoughts in your words. I love my coffee. I lived in Texas and California. I liked the places with set-up chess boards, good coffee and people who want to talk. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Chris]

We - you and I - have lived and walked round the world... places and people seen, known - so many now gone.

[Frontier]

To hold on
Means to stay put
We were meant to dance
with time

[Chris]

I agree of the dancing...

[jen]

I like how you express what it is to just sit and ponder. Your questions and thoughts in your poem are really well expressed and are so true to what we all think about all of the time. Well done..

[Gypsie]

nicely done, bringing the reader along with you.

[Chris]

It was nice of you to come by... take care

[Ghost of Jupiter]

Oh my... what a thought provoking write. I am in love with the questions it stirs up within... so brilliantly posed, this is one to read again and again.

[NANCY MCCORMACK]

I love the write ,and of course how do I deal with pain or the dealings of my past that have hurt? well I write about it :)

[Lydia Shutter]

It is a pleasure to wade through your stream of consciousness, Chris. I feel this is a bit of a rant about the poetry you read on WC. Sometimes the words are a bit trite and it makes me wonder if the poets can handle disappointment or anger at all. I don't think your "coffee" is stale or old. Being true to yourself when you write is very important. It's easy to spot the poetry of those who are not. I enjoyed this. Lydi**

[Chris]

sometimes it gets sooo "quiet" here Lydi... too quiet.