"Whippoorwills...A Poem by ChrisAbstractions are as we make them? ...find them? ...live them? Yes... they are.“Whippoorwills…”
We
can deal
in
abstractions - all
our existence ...and
THAT is ok... but
sometimes I want to hold,
and
touch, and
FEEL and
hear and
see and
breathe, and
shake
- react - SQUEEZE ...life.
Sometimes
I want -
I want e v e r y t h i n g. And
sometimes just lil things… and
then others - it’s nothing - nothing
at all. But
that is me and my being real. That’s life as it is - what
and how we know.
Now
I lay me where
your dreams don’t count for
it’s rosemary and scarlet weighted
clouds and
lightning’s arcs, lavender’s
touch and sundrops
and marionettes, the
taste of nickels’ and dimes’ choice of
flavors past and yet then
the pulpit symmetries that only last ‘til
they …don’t. And
I wish the echoes… well… really
I do wish the
echoes …too.
Chris
© 2015 ChrisAuthor's Note
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