Like a bird I breathed in time
from the star of an evening
filled with two shades of laughter.
Like a bird I breathed in time
from the star of an evening
filled with two shades of laughter.
I wandered with an empty heart,
seeing faces
that frightened all the love
from the last time
those three little words
floated silently
into spaces
where nothing......
is sheltered.
Different images hold my head up
as if saying
all I ever wanted to be
can be found,
if I move my feet
instead of trying to tame all I look upon
and have become acquainted with.
Nothing smiles at the shadows
left by my broken heart
here on the sidewalk of
“Never Again, I Said.”
Should I pour colored hope
over what could have been a breath of time
and watch the light of the evening star
return warmth
to a water-painted canvas of laughter
we both can hear?
Allow my heart to be filled
with two shades of beauty
so those three little words
can float into spaces.......
held dear.
Can a poem simultaneously lift one out of despair and push them further down into it at the same time? I read the last stanza over and over, those three little words, so magical, the best any of us can hope to hear, but the memory of them can hurt so much when they are never to be heard again. Great work Neva.
I had to read the poem a few times. The subject in the poem open the door to thoughts. Life and memories dance in our head. We must chose what to hold on to and leave behind. I enjoy your poetry. Always the ability to create thoughts and reaction. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote
I agree with Angelink, Dear. So good to hear from you. As for this piece, like most of your work, it's just left me wishing I could give you a big hug! :-) Especially considering, "Never Again, I Said." I've uttered that phrase before myself.
Another exquisite work. Your poetry is an experience and this is no exception.
"those three little words
floated silently
into spaces
where nothing......
is sheltered." Speaks to me of the vulnerability of love and reminds me of the pain of exposing one's full self and soul
We just can't give up on love...what would there be without it.
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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