"My Very World..."A Poem by ChrisA Tuesday no lessMy very world on a Tuesday no less… sigh.
"My Very World…"
Scuffing feet, wet, sloughing grass. Wrought iron table. Wrought iron chair… patchwork deck criss-cross shading by bare limbs. The settling creaks… Silent morning - sun and cold, cold blue coffee-thought-wisps spreading in the aerie. All the words… words…words… falling and falling and falling - word-drops glistening on paper petals 'til leather - bound and pressed 'tween for forever nights and wished-so-full-days… Words of me’s words of… hers’ words of silly inconsequential nothing-mores than our thoughts of my nows of others nows of tomorrows’ nows …of never-weres-nor-will-be(s) …of what it’s like to wish On falling stars On porch steps sidewalk curbs sea walls stone walls fire escapes tenement windows "Mirror, mirror on the wall(s)…" empty, chill rooms beds …floors corners…
Words …so many words, all the echoes flowing, surrounding pressing - tightening. Closing …fading …fading… Do you EVER dream of …me? I dream of you …I do ya know - soft ones, warm ones scalding ones and they all share a theme - YOU And me. Sometimes it's just words shared. Sometimes just a hand being held as the world moves by - as it always does, moving …by. Other times it IS more - And more than a kiss And more than a touch MORE a whisper a desire a need a WANT for …US MORE than just a presence than just holding or being held …so much more so much more. I feel the sun. It’s caressing my mind as it meanders across my skin warm and spreading more heat, the very breath of life. Words… Words… Falling and falling and falling within my mind… Chris
© 2015 ChrisAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChrisLansing, MIAbout"Life is a terminal disease." All the doctors have basically told me so. "Life is an adventure... Pain, well you deal. Thanks for being here. 06/21/2020 I'm back and working on. I've been.. more..Writing
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