Moments

To my brother

Rain slicks in giddy puddles
dancing in the dizzy spin of tires
droplets racing lazily down the windowpane
glittering gleefully against gently glowing streetlights

I’ll miss it, I miss it
I already know that I will
Because time slows to a crawling roll
That spins against the radios symphony
in the sweet, sweet darkness

I wish I could capture a moment in a poem
But the breath of memory is far too fleeting
For my clumsy fingers to steal

So roll down the windows a crack
To let the sky wind it’s way through and remind us to keep breathing
For we are young and alive and as free as we’ll ever be
And, and,
I miss you already

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Your words have real meaning, your poem full of feeling and fine phrases that have real meaning. hazy, Your first stanza is brilliant, so very visual, like painting what you see or have seen.,.. and that is more than skilled. Wil come back soon and read more of your writing, thank you for sharing this one!

[hazy]

Thank you so much!:)

[Ken Simm.]

You say you wish you could capture a moment in a poem. I hate to disagree with you but it seems to me, you did.

[hazy]

That’s very kind of you to say. I often struggle with feeling like my poetry doesn’t convey what I mean it to, but I suppose that’s the plight of all writers.

[utheverse]

i truly loved this! i feel you captured what you were feeling beautifully

[hazy]

Thank you so much!

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem dear hazy.
"For we are young and alive and as free as we’ll ever be
And, and,
I miss you already"
The above lines. A perfect ending. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[hazy]

Thank you for looking through my work and leaving such kinda reviews.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.