Memories

              There must be something I can do tonight

                The air is heavy as I drink and Breathe

                              Memories crawl

                  Like snakes through my bones

                                   Moving

                                 On my own

 

Singing minarets echo in some gapping dreary distance

     Sand choking life out of my lungs and stinging face

Closing rotors thump across a bombed out terror landscape

  Diesel engines moaning with a reassuring grace

 

           There must be somewhere I can go tonight

           My heart is breaking with the burden of you

             What desert fires had frozen dead still

                                  I lost my will

 

Hardened memories seeping through my splitting bleeding skin

   Distant smiles and promises that never came to stay

    I weep into my broken hands with a hard resistance

   For the hallowed memories that turned my ashes grey

Reviews

[Heather]

it feels like this is one of those poems that just has to come out...like you can't take another breath until you put it on paper because the words are so powerful and profound. I can see the emotions in this one... makes me want to reach out my hand and say.. I understand my friend. Very powerful and profound.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reviewing Memories Heather

[KAOlmsted]

I'm sorry.

[Baby Ricochet]

Oh I'll live. Thank you for reviewing Memories Kimmer

[Ruth]

This is heart achingly beautiful...profoundly written, the memories displayed in a landscape of harshness...adds so much to the intensity, wonderfully thought out love xox

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reviewing Memories Poppysilver

[Ruth]

Welcome xox

[Tai Ryens]

New style, I presume. Well, I fail to even begin of where to start babbling of how amazed I am at this. Such hollowing loneliness is echoed throughout this poem, and coupled with that is the presence of ghosts stalking behind the closed curtains of your mind. Determination is sensed through all words of this poem, but in a way where you've far too much that your will is being drained away slowly. And I mean that in every best way.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reviewing memories Tai

[Tate Morgan]

So sad isnt it.The loneliness of a soldier the home so far away.I dont care who you you will at times like these feel the call for home and wonder am i ever going to get back to the ones i love.Fear is a hard task master.Even with discipline a man will think minutes are hours and time must have stood still.

[Baby Ricochet]

Fear is most definitaly a hard task master. Thank you for reviewing memories Tate.

[Michael G.]

Another excellent write.
I have come to expect a very high quality from you.

Still hearing and feeling it? Just surround yourself with the reality that is around you and is present and real, my friend.

[Baby Ricochet]

It comes and goes. Some of my past coping strategies weren't what you would call healthy so now I just write about it. Thank you for reviewing Memories Mr G.

[Annabelle Lee]

heartbreaking... different from yoir other writing. I enjoyed it. And I hope it helps you to let it out like this.

[Baby Ricochet]

I hope so too

[Ees]

I liked the first format better. Why did you center it? I am just wondering about the centering, but the fixing of the landscape typo makes me happy.

And, really amazing job. I love it.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reviewing memories Eas

[Ees]

In the second line I think you mean breathe. Because you are drinking and breathing, not drinking and then taking a breath.

This:
" Memories crawl
Like snakes through my bones
Moving
On my own" - is f*****g amazing!

"landscaoe"- typo- landscape
"turned mt ashes grey" typo- my.

By far, by favorite poem of yours. This was very real and raw sounding. The words were distinct. They painted images with feelings to accompany them. Wonderful job, Baby. Especially with that first stanza.

[Kaylor Mason]

Geez . . . are you feeling OK?

[Baby Ricochet]

I have my moments. Thanks for reading

[Baby Ricochet]

and thanks for asking

[That_Guy]

The Last stanza is very powerful, Get job man.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thanks Bro.