"M90..."

"M90..."

A Poem by Chris
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History...

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"M90..."

...and I still love you
things never change
though they always do ...change
bit of here...
bits of there

pieces of every - where.

 

See the roadways...
strips of never meet,

never see - lookouts along the ways

gardens of midnights
whispers of wishes
and sad silly ways of yesterdays

 

Chris

© 2012 Chris


Author's Note

Chris
Please check the penknives and icepicks! - shiver-shake!?!... at the door. And as always, dust pans and a broom in the corner for neat freaks.


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whispers of wishes
and sad silly ways of yesterdays

wonderful piece Chris

I agree...things never change
though they always do ...change
bit of here...
bits of there
pieces of every - where.


Posted 12 Years Ago


I will never assume anything about the man of gray and steel. This does make me stop and think about the many roads... traveled and less traveled.

Yours, Mine, Theirs, Hers

I am afraid they don't merge much after a bit of time has passed do they.
Ergo Carpe Diem!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Memories of the past, what once was, could have been, never will be, but still our heart yearns for it. A sweet yearning.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Poignant, and so futures out of the past, the same time. This one touched me, in it's simplicity, yet purity, and underlying grand meaning, as the perfect nothingness, returns, in moments of quiet, and nothing but "being"

E.L.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Past has a way of etching itself into corners we.can't.quite.reach. But then, more often or not that's why some memories are as precious as your words suggest. 'Sad silly ways of yesterdays' are the no ways we want to escape.
Beautiful language, tenderly put.

Posted 12 Years Ago


i enjoyed this, makes me ponder.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I have to say I really like the first verse. It says so many things about how we truly are.
The second gives me a reality check. Thanks Chris...

Posted 12 Years Ago


Love, like physics is energy created and once created..it is never lost. I think there in lies it's beauty

Posted 12 Years Ago


I agree, bittersweet. I like it, though

Posted 12 Years Ago


A lost love is like that, eh? Bittersweet, my friend...

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on April 26, 2012
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Chris

Lansing, MI



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