New Year DawnA Poem by M J HuttonA new year is creeping in, On the back Of a silent wind Sitting up before the turn of the clock Drinking beer Accompanied with Baileys and ice Watching classic horror films on the DVD Because the TV offers nothing else. This year's burial The man who raised me as a son The fights, the rows, but ultimately The love..... Moments, Moments lost in another time Moments, That will upset me until I die. Then the added negative of missing Matar Once she returns To Blighty's shores Amber, friends, then there's you. You...... God you I'm finding it hard to write Words, Words that would justify The extent Of how I feel. Days, that wheel out the mundane Weeks that destroy our past Months that account for nothing Years spent apart that will stab...... A car speeds by outside, I sit at the I-mac Now, My only form of communication to you.... A street light blinks, The silence returns My heart bleeds remorse It wriggles in discomfort I haven't written lines To anyone For many a year, Until now...... I want to know what you're doing I yearn to know where you've been I need to know who you're seeing It pains to know its not me..... A new year Tip toeing in Through the debris Of an emotional mine field..... It's a year to forget... Aside from you.... Sipping the final remnants The ice chinks the base of the glass. Rubbing my scalp in disbelief Of how my emotions have turned. I don't know If, I can go the rest of my days, Without knowing What we could've been Or, What we may, or may have not achieved... I sit back hard On this chair, With that ache, That ache That ache that will never fade, That ache That is rapidly becoming a wound, A wound that seems to be gaping With every new second passed, A cut, an abrasion, a scar, that won't heal A tear, a scratch, the braking of my Dam.... Forgive me for my words Honesty is my new tact, Yet, We'll lie and deny until its too late Regretful till the last......
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