Tear'd Goodbyes

Tear'd Goodbyes

A Poem by Jack...




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


 


 


© 2014 Jack...


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Jack you own my tears right now my friend. This is so sad and makes my heart cry for you. The emotions are so strong, your heart is poured on this page and I just want to give you a hug and tell you everything will be fine....

A heart wrenching poem my friend.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you so very much Sye. Your friendship and kindness towards me help me make it through each day.. read more
What a beautiful travesty, dear poet. The heart and soul of you that resonates through this, is palpable, Jack. So eloquent, so real, written so tenderly and beautifully. Loved it, another favorite.

Your feelings DO matter!



Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you so very much Traci. It is always nice to have you visit my world.

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San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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