"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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Change and perception

Posted 13 Years Ago


God I felt that I have best friend who fits this description to a T, She and I have watched the seasons of life progress.And yet are falling away like the sand that trickles our fingers through

Posted 13 Years Ago


you always give expression to your thoughts with enough energy to put a rocket into orbit

Posted 13 Years Ago


Life takes us away .. and we forget how to come back to then .. The thoughts of a friendship will always be there .. waiting for us to return .. ..

Jazz ...........

Posted 13 Years Ago


yes the older I get the more it happens...I just remind myself ..it is only Karma..,I will live it out as it comes...and Reflect..100

Posted 13 Years Ago


it is always hard to lose that friend, the one whose spot no other heart can fill

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Chris
Chris

Lansing, MI



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