Without You

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Without You

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A piece of sun falling through the branches began

following me as I walked along the jagged cliffs

high above the rampant river that meanders

through the canyons near my house.

 

The valley oak trees were too busy this day

drinking their morning cups of sunlight

to even notice me, as creatures underfoot

scurried from the shriek of the red tailed hawk.

 

I didn’t really know exactly what had brought

me here this dawn except that there was no

other place I could think of that could bring me

the solace and comfort I needed to sort out

the many dilemmas that have been preoccupying

my spirit of late.

 

What security this place brings to me, like it

always has, as it held me tight in its shroud

of acceptance, and the majesty of its fate,

as the mist of circumstance filled me anew

with the rain of renewal, and the vista, of purpose.

 

And yet, it was through all this, when I finally

realized why I had chosen this favorite place

of mine to be at on this particular moment at all.

 

It was to prove to myself once and for all,

that even with this kind of grandeur, and splendor

that abounds all around me, that without you in my life,

I would no longer need my swollen eyes,

for they would have nothing left of pure beauty

to ever look at, again.

 

My shuddering hands, tattered with desolation  

that so desperately seek the softness of your skin

would also be of no use as they would no longer

have any reason to touch anything  

without your smile in their hold.

 

Nor yet would my lips be of any consequence

without your angelic face to place them upon

so tenderly, ever again

 

Staring down into the misty abyss,

I prayed for providence of my existence with you,

and for the resolve of my fidelity that creates

this shell with no soul, that I have become

without the promise of your warmth by my side.

 

And it is with conclusion resolute, that without you,

and the heart of mine that you hold so close

within yours, that you too shall have my lungs

as well, as even one more breath would be one too many,

without you in my day, without you, in my night,

without you, in my tomorrow, without you,

without you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[MagiCrystal]

I am crying . My eyes are swollen since I born.. instead of writing.. I am very emotional about life and love.
Without you.. life is not real.. and this has brought me
Many cold thoughts..and also the cravings for love.
My lips are dry and my hands rough... they have not touched love anymore
Places and time.. belong in out hearts..for they hold
all the secrets of your times.
The doors are closed for some of us..to await
the Dawn.. or the Sunrise..the night
or the day time.. but love
Still does not have no intentions to wave the Spring.
When we run out of breath...and our hearts died for love
Only one hope is close..by us... God.
Eternal God.. and Love.. Love your postings.. I do

[lauren emily]

This brought tears to my eyes..
Without that one person to hold and embrace and laugh with and smile with and...love...what is the rest of the world in comparison? I know not..for this poem expresses exactly what I feel at the moment. I suppose life goes on as it always does, but I'm not sure if it is ever the same.
I love this piece. You never cease to amaze me with your work! Wonderful :)
~Lauren

[Lady Lazarus.]

I would no longer need my swollen eyes,
for they would have nothing left of pure beauty
to ever look at, again.



sweet zombie jesus....the word choice and theme of this piece is so overwhelming its its heart and feeling.I adore this.

[Seashell]

Well...This is beautiful, wonderful even !! Your flow with words is so nonchalant capturing pangs of the heart at every corner. *wiping eyes*...
You have put so much information in to this piece about the "true love" feelings and the pain without the one we love is obviously unbearable here. It's heart stabbing stuff and one can feel the pain. You have turned a terribly sad situation in to a masterpiece poem.
Thanks for sharing
Babs xx

[G. Marie"floating on an..]

This poem has such immense beauty and heartfelt emotion. I wish I had written it. these are just the types of poems that I adore and strive to achieve. this is going into my favorites thank you for sharing great job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Poetic Beauty]

Amazing as every. truly romantic and awe inspiring. I wish someone would write me poems like that. Naw, My one true love doesn't write poems but he makes up for it in many different areas. I miss him and hope we will see each other again soon. thank you for letting us into your magical love filled world again. magical

[Bette]

great write here, i like "I would no longer need my swollen eyes,
for they would have nothing left of pure beauty
to ever look at, again."