Feels Like Forever...

Woke up this morning, feels like forever since the mourning of your name...

In shame I hid tethered to fame, a blind grain of sand against a slimy flame

I'm gaining momentum like rain, a zany feelin' bein' clean

weaning myself off the draining lifestyle, my grind paid in dreams

My time stood-still, feels like December when your clever weather was stormy

I grew gills and stormed on... 

A starship trooper in September, I ran around in embers

no space vacuum in dust, I grin and shoulder on

In my holster a wand, it sings songs about wrongs

atrocities gonged through the city, a bong hit of infinity

I stare behind me and see her one last time in the rust of spaces left between us

I know she will not see this, I'm just a bleeding creature...

So whisper feels like forever

...Leave it

Reviews

[Chrissie Muldoon]

Oh wow.... 'feels like forever since the mourning of your name...' sets us up perfectly for what you're feeling, and immediately hits as well, because all of us have--- in some way or another--- mourned someone's name and what that name means (or meant) to us.
Just brilliant.

[apennylate]

Thanks, and yes we all have, sadly.

[Asmae]

this poem is full of emotions, i like your honesty..

[apennylate]

Asmae, I always attempt transparency, heh... Thanks, and glad you enjoyed the bloom of emotion...

[duff]

Lots of emotion in this. A soul struggling with loss. Sadness and isolation. The calendar a reminder to mourn. Lots of layers.

"atrocities gonged through the city, a bong hit of infinity"

Superb work:)

[apennylate]

I try, my friend, I try... Hah, thank you, and I guess that seems to be the popular line... I suppose people like bongs and infinity... Thanks for the glowing words! Always layers...

[duff]

Haha, I suppose so man! That's Denver for ya, lol. Which is something I've been wanting to ask you about seen as how we're both from there.

[apennylate]

Aye, been here for about 6 years now, it sure has gotten busy.. Haha... Are you...? Oh jeez... I totally... I totally noticed that... Yeah...

[apennylate]

*Hopes no one notices my lack of glaring oversight*, well that is dope, man!

[duff]

Haha, you're good man. I'm in North Carolina for the moment but will be back there soon. I'm from there but I'm visiting family. It has gotten crazy there. It's changed a lot.

[apennylate]

Very kool, yeh it has gotten pretty crazy around here... We need to smoke some of that green and write tapestry's of flow, lol

[duff]

I'm so down, lol

[apennylate]

Dope, my friend, I am always down for that... Haha... Safe travels while visiting family, hit me up sometime when you are back, I am usually free

[duff]

That sounds like a plan to me! Chill mode, lol.

[apennylate]

Hell yeah, do you have a facebook or something...?

[duff]

I actually don't have any social media other than this, haha. I get flak for that all the time

[apennylate]

No worries, I am barely on Facebook, myself... I am around the 16th street mall area, as long as you are not a scary serial killer-rapist type of guy, we should get along swimmingly, lmao

[duff]

Right on man and no I'm not, haha. I used to live on Downing St near the DU area. I used to work at a dispensary over there.

[apennylate]

LOL, I lived on downing and thirteenth for a few years when I got to Denver... Small world... That is dope, man, can't wait to spark up and write some good flows... You got that Aesop rock channeling going... Haha

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Probably the first romantic poem I've read of you, Silente. It sounds quite lyrical with a smooth flow.
December has always been the worst time of the year for me...
The last lines do feel like a whisper..
Nicely penned. 😊

[apennylate]

I am quite the avid romantic writer, just usually keep it pretty veiled in metaphors. Thanks, YK, and December is never a fun time for me, either...

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Ahh well then I would be digging more into your works 😊
You're welcome, Silente 😊