wait

REVISED version - thank you, kl, for the note :)

chalk-dust longings, black-board blues
the etchings of love's fingers on the walls,
whorl to an echo of doorways opening
to an embrace, is it hope that leaves me,
waiting for you to walk me back to these days,
that i hang these frames on the walls,
on an omen, your faces will appear,
as the day recedes to an afternoon whisper,
i am footsteps tapping on the floor,
tempting clocks to turn about-face,
to where you will be, so i can be
where you are, waiting for me all this time,
a spherical notion on nostalgia, an aching
that'll finally become a promise, unbroken,
a note of faith for an almost love

Reviews

[V]

Wonderful words as so often. I like the development of ideas/images in your poem. Almost love, a common feeling, painful but with a slight notion of hope in it (at least for me).

[highonwords]

thank you so much, vanessa, for the wonderful comment and lovely visit - much appreciated :)

regards,
steph

[V]

You're welcome.

[Neville]

Delightful, no idea what version one was like but this is very good, so thanks not only to you, but to KL too

[highonwords]

hi neville - version one was kinda fuzzy, thank you so much to KL for telling me about it - thank you for the wonderful visit and lovely comment :)

regards,
steph

[Neville]

Now would that be KL Goode, or some other cat?

[highonwords]

definitely KL, not some other human or cat -hehehehehe :) i hope KL doesn't get mad at us!
read moredefinitely KL, not some other human or cat -hehehehehe :) i hope KL doesn't get mad at us!

steph

[Neville]

I'm sure she will be fine