"Wandering..."

"Wandering..."

A Poem by Chris


"Pater Noster, qui es in caelis... sanctificaetor nomen tuum, adveniat regnam tuum, fiat voluntas tua sicut in caelo et in terra..." I intoned softly.  In the dark... my dark... a world's dark...

I still remember these words and the others that follow.  I remember
meaning them as I spoke them and when I didn't - mean them, just spoke them.  I remember my outstretched arms meant to encompass the entire group - to gather them into what was being intoned... and when those same arms couldn't hold one in this world a moment longer.

"Wandering..."

I remember when I couldn't cry

the day my eyes couldn't turn away
the day my ears ceased existing

...and the world just stopped.

I remember
green
things - all around somehow
and colors that were just black
- on night.

I remember stars -
cold pinpoints burnt into my eyelids...

unceasing spots cascading upon retinas
that no longer cared.

I remember standing
til I couldn't -
...and how it IS to topple
disjointed -
falling boneless though wide-awake
and fully aware
- and without any control whatsoever.

I remember my friend
and his leaving...
though no one else does
or ever will.

Chris

© 2011 Chris


Author's Note

Chris
say as you will...

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'Wandering'
Chris,
The title pulls my attention right away. This is writing expressing the inner process of loss. It is simply true and raw, and hurtful. Sometimes life is.....
I am not always upbeat but this is a great writing because it speaks honestly to feelings and hard loss we humans sometimes feel; like a wasteland.
Well written and appreciated by me Chris.
Kathy

Posted 3 Years Ago


Chris

3 Years Ago

Dear Kath - you are a treasure. Take care.
damn this tore me up...and reminded me of loss of friends, too many to count.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chris

10 Years Ago

We do deal as only we can... thanks man for pausing.
jacob erin-cilberto

10 Years Ago

with your unique style of writing, i always enjoy pausing on your page, my friend.
I felt this...deeply hon xx

Posted 10 Years Ago


moved..

Posted 12 Years Ago


thank you

Posted 13 Years Ago


Too powerful & personal for my words to sully.....
Shar

Posted 13 Years Ago


The emotion you've shared with us is almost overwhelming. The opening is definitely my favorite part - it's what first lured me in, a very personal touch.
I almost feel as though I'm given a glimpse into another life, able to feel the loss yet beauty of it - such defined memories.

Beautiful!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Different in a magical way, I am still listening...

Posted 13 Years Ago


you express the personal , in tones that resonate within us all ..

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Chris

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