Tear'd Goodbyes

Tear’d Goodbyes

 

Memories fall like fractured dominoes in an empty field,

one by one touching each other,

small black blocks containing pieces of my shattered heart,

white dots counting sleepless hours

 

Hot coffee turns cold from staring

eastward towards a mockingly vanishing horizon,

curving at the corners in smile like fashion,

sneering as sunlight reflects its meaning

 

Butterflies come alive in my stomach…again

Fluttering uneasiness as time counts down and cocoons open,

pastel wings of fading brilliance wave,

only to die, drowned within these tear’d goodbyes

 

I sit here, hands folded under my chin,

dreaming of what could have been through blurred wishes,

understanding that my feelings don’t matter

and realizing that they probably never will

 

There will be no sunrise today…as the dominoes fall

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

incredibly moving and quite, quite beautiful, well done, good read.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much my friend. I an truly thrilled you enjoyed this.

[Angela L Garratt]

This is another beautiful poem of yours, Jack; one I can relate to.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Angela

[Pryde Foltz]

I sit here, hands folded under my chin,


dreaming of what could have been through blurred wishes,


understanding that my feelings don’t matter


and realizing that they probably never will

One cannot acknowledge the feeling of another when they will not acknowledge their own. Another splendid write, Jack.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Pryde.

[Blue]

Jack, you stun me! I have no 'good enough' words for this but your poems should be published, you know. It's not fair that only WC can witness your writing talent.

[Jack...]

Oh well my friend...I guess y'all are stuck with me. Thanks so much.

[Blue]

Good. We are glad to have you here.

[kublakhan27]

I deeply relate to your sentiments here my friend...it's how I feel so often upon waking up, making coffee that goes cold as I wait for the sunrise, trying to convince myself that it would make me happier than I am. The imagery is raw yet gentle in its poetic and musical grandeur...I feel like I'm being consoled...lovely and powerful work as always Jack.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Steve. Yep, those mornings can get very lonely. I couldn't even begin to count the cups of cold coffee if I tried.

[Madalyn Beck]

You have truly painted a beautiful picture in my mind. Great write!

[Jack...]

Thank you Madalyn for stopping by. I appreciate you.

[Rita L. Sev]

Your opening metaphor is superb... such melancholy from your pen today, Jack...

[Jack...]

Thanks Rita, just one of those days.

[Claire in VA]

Soooo sad. This piece is beautifully written. I love the use of metaphor.
Excellent imagery.
~Claire in VA

[Jack...]

Thank you Claire. I am happy your enjoyed this.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Love the opening line about the dominos… The heartache comes through in every verse.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much for your kindness today. Nice to see you again.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

You are welcome. Nice to be seen again.

[Jack...]

Nice to see you back to my friend. Hope all is well. Did you check out my piano piece above?

[TL Boehm]

Such a sad piece this afternoon. Such a sad piece. you do sad so well. I'm not sure if it is a gift or a curse for you - but you capture it.

[Jack...]

I am thinking both. Thanks so much Tammy...it is nice to see you again.