Happy HauntsA Poem by OneAmongstManyHappy Haunts Here we are, the well-wishers Wrapped in flaws, with the dogs begging from us. I remember the time lost to the bare rooms And the awful blue walls which made up our ballroom The way things were were over far too soon Waves roared like they tend to. After all, minds bent and triggered Red lights conjured by red faces. The communication bloomed one night though All smiles and kind thoughts and home comforts Each well worded line then several days old Pray not to confuse nor confound, just lay low In the dark now thinking where did the days go? Out of sight, a pixelated memoir Blurred lines are a poor boundary. That one night in a cold January An old robot rebooted and fed oil Took his steps through the cold air and cold soil Found a feeling that felt old A story already told and re-told, he knew the ending But he clung to it, childlike to a mother. Words in ink, and old clothes How they bring it all back like a reverie All those stares across spaces a fond memory Sad smiles on some faces weigh heavily Peach skies where the heavens used to be. Now to live in the east and west And to look in the mirror that used to gleam Considering what might but never would have been Sat bathed in the white light of a phone screen In the dark room a face as white as a white sheet Thinking this poem is too prosaic Thinking this time is being wasted That there’s no love for those who won’t face it What will become of the moon when the sun has faded? And what if we had made it? Gone are the days that shaped us Gone is the future I contented to reinvent Now lost to the Lord With the happy haunts we used to frequent The dives from which all knowings and feelings rise And the diamonds I believe once shone in your eyes Battered and drowned by the riptide Another smile untied I wish you a long life. © 2019 OneAmongstManyReviews
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