"Another Empty Ringtone..."

"Another Empty Ringtone..."

A Poem by Chris

"Another Empty Ringtone..."

Where do we begin
  to lose our friends -
the ones closer than god
                        and blood 
        and even our skin.

Where do we begin?

We used to 'play' - outside
             then inside,
                   then for real -
and we shared
  the light,
    dark, and every
thing
           and moment
and breath.

We spoke of every one
and God'ed-this-and-that
and damned-them-all.

We dreamed "sillies"
  and "stupids".
We laughed and cried and were
          ourselves -
   no smoke or mirrors.

I trusted you with...
                                  me.

and then...

We went our ways
and yes, life - life brought us back
and forthandbackandforth
and it wasn't the same... anymore

it wasn't US                anymore

and I reached and reached
and you mysted through my fingers' tips
   and my eyes and mind
     filled
and my heart cried...

I cried.

Where do we begin
  to lose our friends -
the ones closer than god
                        and blood 
        and even our skin.

I don't know...

but we do,
     we always do...

Chris

 

© 2011 Chris


Author's Note

Chris
Thoughts again...

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My perception of this...well it channels many thoughts. I am first visited by one that I sometimes wonder about in the daily bits of life. You compose your thoughts brilliantly.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Reminds me of the loss of innocence. The childhood friends that we were so close to, inseparable, that we no longer talk to. The high school sweetheart we pledged eternity to that we haven't spoken to in a decade or more. Irony is the shackles of youth. This is just beautifully nostalgic. Wonderful write my good man.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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OT
a poignant touch to this - 'tis the nature of things - loved the flow throughout too! nice!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very intense thoughts, ones that could have been plucked from my mind as well. How does it happen? The repetition worked well here, giving the piece a lyrical quality. I found the presentation a little difficult to follow as I read it out loud but visually, it works for the piece. Nice work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I guess we just out grow each other.
Lovely poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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hmm
makes me wanna cry, touched me so much.
you did well.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Awwww! So sad, my friend!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow, This is magificent! You sold me a ticket on this one

Posted 13 Years Ago


Such sadness in losing a friend, you speak with great feeling here- the emotion very vivid:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Oh my God Chris...I knew...I knew at the title this one would get me; it did. Big time.


Peace Love Friendship & Inspiration

shar

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on September 21, 2011
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Chris
Chris

Lansing, MI



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