Dust and Cobwebs - Memories Of Us

 

The shine had worn from our auras

where once the sun looked into our eyes

we began to look into a sky of darkness

I shudder in remembering...

how sharp the pain was from our turbulent past

 

 

Our touches tendered only by habit

withered in a state of unrest

Our flesh- once a burning flame

with lusting mouths thirsty with desire

that darkened...dying from kiss to kiss

No longer...

were there intimate hungers

We were seduced by the flame...

the fire of love that burned our hearts

 

 

But once again...we felt the pain of truth

and all the broken promises we made

Our love became like the seasons...

it did not stay... it quickly slipped away

I think if you had loved me when I needed you

quietly, tenderly...

Who knows...

Who really knows?

 

 

Now, we're like cobwebs...

 hanging in corners of lonely, empty rooms

Nothing left, but dry earth on a well traveled road

walked over by lovers before - lovers after

following where our feet once tread

stirring up dust of old memories...

Stirring up memories of us

   

 

By anne p murray

1997

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I do like the logic of this poem. Cobwebs are a good symbol of things that grew stale and left alone too long. Artwork and words were amazing. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[anne p. murray- LadeeAnne]

Thank you Coyote, I wrote this over 15 years ago ;)

[Antonio Valentino]

my feeling is that you've done this, writing, thing before.. i found this piece refreshing well penned, with a wonderful rhythm that was there, but wasn't.. just perfect enough how i like it.. this is a great example of poetry vs prose.. it had a pulse and it performed brilliantly.. glad i stumbled upon this, looking forward to reading more..

Antonio