In the time between.

In the time between.

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt
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In the times between

Betwixt the inevitable and the might one day be

Comes a time for you and me.

Prophesized and held at high worth

Panhandled down to  cheap tin by the every man

I can still hear you singing.

“You are the most beautiful  breath I can take

Don’t leave me gasping”
you sang proudly to the commuters

As I walked fifteen feet behind you

As you walked backwards, facing me.

The pleading made me laugh

The eyes you gave broke my cold streak

And I would have sworn we were meant for

An ever after, happy.

I am not sure if I am wrong about you and me

But something doesn’t feel right about the way the sun hits the car doors

As I close it before I pull away from you.

Maybe I shouldn’t think so much,  maybe I should just be still

But it is hard to breath when I am thinking about you

And even worse when I have no idea what I am doing.

I could write a song for a rock singer, who will scream your name in my honor

But let’s face it, I won’t because I don’t know the first thing about love

And I was never a musician anyway,

I just tell the stories.

And this one is ours, and ours is unfinished

Or maybe it is just as it is written to be

By the man with the magic pen

Who waits for us in the time between.

© 2011 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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very nice writing. a story. a poem. a declaration of love or whatever that feeling is in between. nice and ambiguous. needs a follow up some day.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is very powerful. Your words do an excellent job of capturing the emotion of the story. Also, you have a gift for connecting with your audience. Well done!:)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Sarah McKeever Hitt

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