It's Emily's Fault...

Here is your two buckets full, Emily.

I was trying to make good
On the promise I made to myself
I would write no more of lost love
Or memories
I'd wallowed quite enough, thought I
Then in angelic script, casting an ethereal glow
"I hear you're supposed to write what you know"
Like the Voice of God on Sinai
Emily spoke

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I went to campus today,
expectant, but not ready for the
deluge
of images and emotions that
swept my feet from
beneath me.
The library,
where we always met.
The place we first talked about
how our feelings had grown.
There were ghosts
behind every step.
Shadows
behind every door.
Trying to run,
I drove down
dirt roads
of altered perception.
We had our first
and last
conversations
on those roads.
There is no escape today.
Everywhere I look
there is something
you have touched.
I remember
the exact moment
you touched it, and
how lovely you were.
Logic and reason
tell me the right
decision was made.
Things are as they
should be.
My heart
doesn't give a s**t
about
logic and reason.
It just
remembers.

I'm sorry for the display, my love. I am not responsible. It's Emily's fault...

Author's Note

Ladies and gentlemen, Ms. Emily Burns!! (enter applause here) Read her! Love her! Review her!....lol Thank you for your quick, cunning, sharp wit and your brilliant poetry, Emily.

Reviews

[Serenity Faith]

I must say this made me giggle and caught my eye (for obvious reasons) It's great when others inspire you. And I bet this made her smile ^_^

[FJ Davis]

Because you heeded Emily's advice, you created a wryly humorous yet, quite lovely, poem.
In truth, 13, we would all do well to listen to Emily.

[icaros13]

I agree. Thank you for the review.

[Baby Ricochet]

HA!

[...]

. what a beautiful piece of writing ... there's so much love in your words, monsieur ... i'm so glad that emily encouraged you to pour your heart out ... and write this magical and moving symphony ... when words as amazingly intense and vivid as this feel the need to be written, we should relent ... once again, excellent work and i'm really glad that emily helped you write the words that were longing to be written by you ...

[Renée]

When we have loved..Places, music, smells.. impact us so much...At times it is like a hand pulling our collar into the past.. Your piece has captured that moment & it is good to express it...gives that precious time a healthy place to settle..

[icaros13]

Today was the first time I have been back. I found that I smiled as much as I choked up...

[Renée]

I understand that feeling.. ( ; You did well icaros13 ( :

[Emily B]

I'm so glad you didn't resist. This is extremely beautiful. Sometimes we can't go back, but we can always remember

[icaros13]

I'm glad I didn't as well... I might have imploded. Such bittersweet memories I have had today.

[Emily B]

you made me think of someone too,

well, honestly, i would have thought of it anyway

[icaros13]

I know what you mean. It is always back there just waiting... then some poems bring it to the forefront and into focus...

[Emily B]

I'm too old to be this infatuated with the past

[icaros13]

Me too. But what a past it was.

[Emily B]

i want to publish a book of poems that i might have inspired, would you mind? what name would you like credited?