Where Were You and I

Reflective thoughts from my last marriage.

Overheard hidden birds chirping

I stopped to capture what serenity could

To ponder and write this poetry

Perhaps, learn a little more about our love

 

The melody was one of gaiety

Made me deepen thought and wonder

Where were you and I

Up till now it seems, the same old song, over and over 

 

I know those lovebirds somewhere

Among the green palette leaves

But, where were you and I, back I inquired

Further still within myself, I and me

 

The birds held something

To each other they could sing

What did we have or hold

Was there really anything

 

Messages; their unexpected songs

Soothed a soul rubbed raw

You and I, I'm not so sure

If we could ever be, one again at all

 

Thoughts stuck like mud in the moment

But, sparrows did take quick flight

Where were you and I

When they were gone, well out of sight

 

I put the pen down and the car into drive

And headed on, a little bit further

Trying to see us inside of nature

I've searched meadow and hollow and still I find no answer

Where were you and I

Now, in these separate lives

 

 

Reviews

[Joyce S. Greene]

Though nature does often mirror human characteristics, the answers to your questions are most likely within you and your wife and can not be found anywhere outside. This is a very heart-felt and thoughtful poem, M. G. Write on!

[Michael G. Smith]

Ex-wife, ex-wife! Truth be told this is fictional. I just likened it to those past days. I am so in love now I have been living a fairy tale ever since I remarried sixteen tears ago.

[Keith]

Maybe there are no answers? But we took that jouney with you Mike. nice job.

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Great insights derived from merely observing nature. Nice one, Smith. :x

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks, you can call me Mike.

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Ohh, okay. But I might forget. :x

[Rita L. Sev]

Answers in matters of broken relationships are never satisfying... we are so full of "what ifs" and "if onlys". This is a very thoughtful piece, Mike.

[Michael G. Smith]

It actually is fictional but don't tell anybody but then I used it to relate to my first marriage. To see how it came about look below this to my reply to Rutherford. I am always anticipating your comments.

[rutherford]

Enjoyed the richness of this one immensely. Birds for me were the symbolism for the mysteries of romance and relationships. You expertly weave in magical unknown qualities of birds hiding, flying, singing and disappearing. I especially like the stanza: "I know they were somewhere/Among the leaves/But, where were You and I, I inquired/Deeper still within to myself, I and me" That was the heart of it for me. And then the disappearance. Adding this one to the library

[Michael G. Smith]

I'm honored. It's been a weird day/week I usually have three/four days off every week and I was asked to cover for someone so working the whole week I haven't gotten enough sleep and its put in a dream state as if my atoms are vibrating at a different speed than the rest of the world. Anyway I took a short cut through a plaza to get to Walmart quicker and while I was stopped waiting I heard these birds in a bush making the most beautiful sound and for the life of me I couldn't see them. Pulling into Walmart I pulled over and wrote 98% of this on the spot.

[Marie]

There aren't any any answers. I've been married three times.

[Michael G. Smith]

I found my soul mate after this one and I am more happy everyday after sixteen years. Her name is miracles; Milagros. Thanks for your comment.

[SyberRose]

Lovely words you have penned M.G...enjoyed...Rose

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks, Rose.