He looks at her picture
And wonders what it would be like
To know a night of wild abandon with her
Even though
She is asleep in the next room
Wearing the ring he gave her
Tag: Love and Loss
The Night Was Made for Loneliness
The night was made for loneliness,
For sitting by the sea;
For watching sunset, knowing you
Are far away from me
The dark, it loves my aimlessness,
My visions that take flight;
It also sends these slow regrets
To nag me through the night
My mind me keeps turning back to you
And reaching for you there —
The night was made for loneliness,
And knowing you
Don’t
Care
To share is human:
Across A Thousand Summers
Across a thousand summers, they
Ran love through all its paces;
Though lacking funds, experience,
And all the social graces,
But she was beautiful and free,
And he was strong, undaunted —
And though employers had them on
The list of their least wanted,
They lived from hand to mouth to hand.
So perfect in its purity,
He missed the shadow in her eyes
Of seeking shelter’s surety.
Across a thousand winters now,
He crepey, old, and languorous,
Remembers what he gave for love,
And how it all was meaningless —
These pictures in his fevered mind,
Unfaded and undusted,
And how he just was not enough
For that one girl
He trusted
To share is human:
if i could bring the moments back
if I could bring the moments back,
the pictures frozen there in time,
we would be laughing in the snow
that now falls only in my mind.
for you were lovelier than all
this cold and wintered heart has known;
and i can see, unfaltering,
the love and grace that lately shone
from out of your once smiling face.
enthusiasm pure and clear
in moments that i treasure now
that you have gone
and i’m still here
This is a prompted post.
To share is human:
The Luckiest of Men
If I could draw the way it was
That long-remembered day;
I’d show the water and the trees
You’d smell the air and feel the breeze,
And watch the old bridge sway –
That long-remembered day
If I could show you how it felt
To have her by my side
Amid the lovely forest green,
Beside the cool and placid stream,
My heart a-burst with pride –
To have her by my side
Then I would bend the path of time
And she’d be here, again:
The hurt, the worry, all a blur,
The days of me right next to her,
The luckiest of men —
For she’d be here
Again
To share is human:
Exaggerated
She went; the color left his world.
His small-town life of big-time dreams
Was squashed beneath the weight of grief,
How bad a breakup often seems
For there, surrounded by the gray,
He saw no light and heard no call:
Exaggerated though this sounds,
To him, it was not so at all
A trivial domestic mess?
No. Life is naught
When purposeless
To share is human:
The Distance
A lonely swan
With dented wings,
She sits and thinks
Till very late —
From what love was
To what it is:
The distance seems
So very great
To share is human:
A Passing Sorrow
A wind blew through the field today
And touched a passing sorrow;
I couldn’t pause to feel its chill
With time not mine to borrow
I saw her tears as present still,
A shining through the heartbreak —
But passing sorrow’s all we are:
A wisp of love
And heartache
To share is human:
in autumn once
felt, in autumn, once —
seen beside the barren hill,
your freedom – and mine –
the wind that cool blew your scent?
it is never coming back
