Once, on the horizon, there were trees, sunsets and
mountains, now it’s a black line
It is hard to see when the only vantage
point is two feet from the tip of a nose
The dangling weight inside the chest pulling eyelids closed and aching, oh the
aching
Everything is against the grain, this is not what I am, but pointing fingers
remind
I would touch you but,
I would talk to you but,
I would tell you I love you but,
These tears are all I have left, and they burn
Making a postage stamp out of the big picture
Sorrow, grief, pain, sadness . . . the weight of the world . . . leave us out of focus. Part of the human experience I'm afraid. How we tend to get myopic when pain eneters the picture. Interesting piece.
T
Jeez Crowley.. this is so darn good.. it is like you looking at the world through someone else'es eyes... I imagine everything would be a blur or blindingly clear... just our luck to be the former tho eh..
Seeing the wood for the trees can sometimes be an immensely difficult task; and here, you have captured that perfectly.
'I would touch you but,
I would talk to you but,
I would tell you I love you but,'
Why is it, that so often, the words we know can heal, are so hard to say.
Beccy
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
That is so true...and this one came to me when I am surrounded by the woods. thanks so much for com.. read moreThat is so true...and this one came to me when I am surrounded by the woods. thanks so much for coming by, I really appreciate it! Great to see you!
everything looks different when love crushes us, when a loved one leaves us...
nothing looks the same...the views are never as pretty...and wow, yes....your last two lines are amazing..
the image of the tiny picture on the postage stamp---all the high definition of life, Gone.
powerful piece, Crowley,
j.
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
Thanks Jacob! Hope you are well. I need to get back on more and do a little reading, I miss my fri.. read moreThanks Jacob! Hope you are well. I need to get back on more and do a little reading, I miss my friends voices!!
Yippee Crowleys back!!!!!!!! Hi hi hi hello jump bounce leap splat!!!! Hey how are ya:) oh yes the poem.... I’m sorry you’re vision is constricted by calamity’s clutches my brother I know all too well those damn ache strings! Your words weigh heavy in your poem to this readers heart fill that ache brother we all want to fill that ache as usual your talent for putting so much in so few lines amazes me:) good to see ya!
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
Lol...hey an, great to see you too!! It will clear up soon I am sure, just gotta keep scratchin' unt.. read moreLol...hey an, great to see you too!! It will clear up soon I am sure, just gotta keep scratchin' until it does. Thanks for the support!
I feel like I'm already there, dwelling in a quicksand of days that are fastidiously passing me by. The weight of your words fall heavy here, but there is a promise of a new day just around the corner...I'm waiting for it, too!
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
It has been a bit of a heavy few months and bound to get a bit heavier before it gets better. But, .. read moreIt has been a bit of a heavy few months and bound to get a bit heavier before it gets better. But, I am trying to hang in there. Thanks for the awesome review, made me smile!
Someone once told me in order to have success you must know loss...I feel that here....deeply, soulfully saturated in only the magic that you as a writer can create...Ive miss ya Cee!
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
Miss you Q!!! I hope that it is true. I am going to hang my hat on it!!! Thank you!
Like to hang out with other writers and see what's what. Have met a lot of good people on this and other sites through the years. Decided to come back and do a little posting and reading. Hit me up i.. more..