"To Ken..."A Poem by ChrisTo and for a man whose "Views" and shared "thoughts" always ...touch.To
and for a man (Mr. Ken Simm) whose "Views" and shared
"thoughts" always ...touch.
Your
"aerie" and its visual's tones drew me along then set me in a place
to find, feel, and listen as the mournings' whims swirled through coffee'd mysts as only our
ghostlets allow.
"To
Ken..."
Some
walk the lives other's dream, and
some fear the passings - time, as
shades of thens echo their nows and ...and
existence - the whys of everything there
ever was.
I've
stood tall where feet NEEDED to stand, knelt where the hand of God ...closed, so tight I couldn't hear or see -what "forever" was meant to be, and
sat on crumbling crags gazing into the ...beyond - both
earned and wished, been
found in livid lived memories and
lost in the angst amongst the tears - both as
coffee mysts swirled and
voices gathered in their distance.
I
understand ...breathing and
not, and
can choose the whens and
accept - in peace - the times... now. ...And
cherish the whens I couldn't.
Chris © 2016 ChrisAuthor's Note
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