Your Thoughts

how could we be here like this

watching our worlds manifest

translating into human emotions

spinning in front of expectant tries

clever words on clean skin

how long did I persist,

twisting around foolish excuses

running with what's familiar

unwilling to take that second chance

and then, it was Wednesday

when I saw you from across the room

with your elegant self.

piercing blue eyes,

looking right through me without even trying

you told me you're here on Tuesdays and Thursdays

told me, 'that was your table'

I completely lost track of what day it was

your presence spoke volumes

and I,

for the first time, forgot...

Reviews

[Perdition]

It was actually a Friday but no worries.
The sound like a soul' s pipe organ from these simple, yet eloquent lines leaves an indelible mark somewhere just behind the pulse and grasp. It touches you in fact that someone with such mind "forgot".?! That is the true stamp of being lost in a deeper cause...a.k.a "fate "..or "blown away"...whichever you choose.
Mostly , something in this poem's line "that was your table" makes me remember a time when ownership was such a simple madness. Pretty good..VERY neat~ A wonder when we leave the bad energies aye.

[Alisa Js]

Hello serah,

This happened on a Wednesday, and yet here he was telling me about Tuesday's and Thursday's...yes, it was profound.

Almost as if he had a message, if you will from another dimension to deliver.

Hard to explain, but I believe you understand.

Thank you for your very perceptive comments. They are spot on.

Wishing you well,

alisa :-)

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~ ditto... :) (sorry i missed this)...

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~ oh...and i do understand...can sense it in your precious words...

[Sami Khalil]

watching our worlds manifest
translating into human emotions.
Well penned dear Alisa and you have that unique style to your writing.
Aloha

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~ what a magical piece of poetry... stunning imagery and choice of words... there's something about this sort of experience that makes it very memorable... it somehow has the fragrance of a very pure and profound memory... one understands the impact of the presence of another better...

[Alisa Js]

Aloha Jacob,

Thank you for your time and thoughts. Yes, it is fabulous to be here in the land of the living and free.

alisa ;-)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

but sooner or later we will take that second chance, maybe a third, or in my case, a fourth...

it's good to be alive again.

love this poem..

jacob

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, kind one from across the way....

So glad to know you all are safe...I appreciate you and you time. Looking forward to reading more of your thoughts.

;-)

Alisa