"Midnight's Aren't So Sweet Anymore..."

Monday morning thoughts

This is for you - well, you KNOW who you are... and so do I.

"Midnights Aren't So Sweet Anymore..."

Yet another dark's Midnaught 

revery 

on a coffee morning... 

life as we find in a moment's silence

and yet we are so unique in our darks,

within our ...echoes.

...continuing as we go...

Yours is 

yours and unlike 

mine or hers or theirs 

AND theirs 

are unlike ours as well 

and yet we share 

such sunrise and the rising wisp 

of fading dreams and memories 

- within coffee's grip.

I hear the voices

of life in death -

each as crystal - chalice clear,

as my eyes scratch a path deep

so very hurt full ...deep

behind the echoes fading as they fall

in and ever in

...memories one ...and all.

I loved you, love you...

breathe you...see you - still

...why not me...why not

me?  So many I's in you.

I wasn't innocent ...enough, 

nor good ...enough,

nor the one deserving stars and dreams.

I just am left ...shaking

in the night; standing,

waiting, counting unshared memories,

living with the shadows,

crying with the whispers filling

the midnights left living

wishing... needing...

missing...

all our dreams.

Chris

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Renée]

After reading your pieces.. the quiet is a bit quieter.. because I am listening to your thoughts.. it seems.. I should be taking a sip of tea, and continuing a conversation that will go on for hours.

[Sindu]

Yours is
yours and unlike
mine or hers or theirs
AND theirs
are unlike ours as well
and yet we share
such sunrise and the rising wisp
of fading dreams and memories
- within coffee's grip.

Magnificent! Other than the fact it reminded me that I had no coffee today.. N craving for some.. This has nice flow.. from reflecting our thoughts for the days as they are to the melancholy deep within .. living with it.. questioning, sharing, sad, smiling.. Great write! Thanks for sharing!

[Shadows Ember]

Absolutely beautiful.

Yours is
yours and unlike
mine or hers or theirs
AND theirs
are unlike ours as well
and yet we share
such sunrise and the rising wisp
of fading dreams and memories
- within coffee's grip.

^I love this stanza because while it has that confusing tone, it flows nicely. Very well-writen.

[Chris]

I think the strength of that stanza IS the taste of confusion that the mind just still finds a way to understand and relate with

[Shadows Ember]

I like the confusion. its different.

[Chris]

its real... I guess THAT makes the difference...

[Jen]

It's a good free-verse poem

[LadyAnn68]

Bravo..this is excellent as per usual. You do have a way of capturing the mist, the haze, the inner ideas and thoughts...

[Chris]

Listening does that...

[LadyAnn68]

Something I have never mastered...lol hahhahahahahaha

[Chris]

takes a lifetime - sometimes ours too.

[Stephany]

Stunning as always, would expect nothing less. The disappointment in life is all too real and reminds us, if we choose to let it, how lacking we are...

[Jeremy Baker]

This writing penetrated deeply and gently, making its way around my soul and consciousness. I suspect I'll be feeling its imprint for some time. Marvellous imagery - the coffee morning; my eyes scratch a deep path - just masterful in their simplicity and unpretentious beauty. Lovely work, Chris.

[Chris]

good seeing you again Jeremy... I hope things have went well for you and yours...

[Isabella]

One of the most amazing of your poems... beautifully true

[Chris]

Very real and very, very true. You chose well for your pause and your "noseprints" are appreciated. I do hope you pause again. Take care.

[Wall Hermitt]

A brilliant poem with a lot of depth. Love the structure.

[J. J. Nightingale]

I should set "Why" free...
It sits and stands
And sleeps beside
My living being..me

Some day soon
All that "We" knew
Will float far from our thoughts
And You and me
Won't even know
That pain that joy
That once
Was..

Thanks Chris, for sharing YOU........Jazz♥