Captures  

Silence is so bittersweet- anymore

It’s like a winter scene life painted

Hung up for all to see and admire

But the problem is, it never changes

Cold chills come as memories breeze in

Catching me totally off guard like a fog

Pretty soon I get lost inside them all

Feeling like I’m the only one, looking out

At everything moving on- without me  

I’m just left in a world of my own                        

You used to keep these things from coming

When my simple life still had meaning

But all that and I suddenly froze still

Leaving your last breath… in my chills

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Dynamics  

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I sense her silent audience now and then

Like the manner, one senses a shadow

Ever present, yet resolved to its elusiveness  

Especial when I’m set away to myself

Where I meander betwixt life and memories

My inner dams hold back sorrow, mostly

Still, I’m innately beset to always wonder

What she might say to me today or tomorrow      

That’s the thing about silence and solitude

You tend to steep in the surrounding silence            

Today was better than my last lot of them

However not as great as my best days gone

I also wonder if I ever lived up to the image

She saw me as, cause I’ve always… intended to

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Untimely  

I don’t know where to begin

But that’s nothing new- anymore

Something internal happens

And I get caught in a lull

Suddenly all my emotions break out

I can’t hold them back or down

I’m back to feeling your loss                          

Just as painfully fresh as it ever was

My heart and time both get so lost

Until I can pretend once again

You’re holding me close in your arms

And I feel the rhythm of your heart              

Slowly consoling all my falling tears

As if you’re here… my eyes tightly shut

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Outings  

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I sense those shorten breathes

Coming on with thoughts of you

Grow out of a nothingness blues

And those micro gasps of my heart

That resound much like thunder

No one else is ever aware of

As I slip beneath an easy drowning

Wittingly to whet cherished memories

That sometimes-cut deepest inside

Realizing the beauty of your nature

Was created beyond this dark realm

Where your shadow was left behind

It’s now the only place of comfort

I can seem to really find… anymore

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Seascape  

Ice sheets float off in a lost horizon

As winter gives way in near silence

A frequent malevolent looking fog

Produced by a longer day’s warmth

Blankets the seasonal cold surfaces  

Manifesting its distinct self, predawn

As gentle ripples bath the shorelines

Littered by broken waves and memories

Reverberating out a melodious rhythm

That brings a soothing tranquility

As the moon’s ever borrowed light

Remains like a quiet- guiding angel

Long enough for me to fully realize

You were all these, my paradise…lost

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Seasonless

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My restlessness has gone quiet

In the echoes of your whet absence

That hangs on me like a shadow

I keep hidden away from the light

While I welcome this new strangeness

I don’t speak this new language, well

Which provides me with an excuse

For what I don’t want to understand

Like lightning, sun, and colorful rainbows

Jointly dancing across the barren lands                 

Maybe it’s the darkness I comprehend

Better than moving on empty without it

Especially when all my joyous times

Has always been lived…in loves presence

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Imbuements

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It’s been a few months now

Since you have finally gone

Do you ever think of me?

I still remember you each dawn

In the music, we sang together

Whenever those songs come on

Even driving past our destinations

In grey skies of wintery weather

And playing outside in snowstorms

Cool game nights and summer rains                        

It never seems to get any easier                

Life itself really feels so estranged

Your voice calling my name

And while my soul is still breaking

I remember you in …everything

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Recalibrated

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I feel differently now

Insomuch as most things

The rain, cold, whispers of winds

While some thing’s- not at all

How strange all this is

The intensity or lack thereof

Makes life uneasy, to say the least

Out of sync with my old self

I feel as if I’m left unguarded  

Never knowing what to expect

I slip in and out of shadows

Like some new defense mechanism                              

I don’t know if I’m north or south

Of what I once knew as… normal

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Her vacancy

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Never to feel comfortable again

I will only hear her unique voice

In deep thoughts and wild dreams

Where an everlasting life is achieved

And our hearts overflow in laughter’s

While reminiscing of lifetimes past

During our youthful days of glory

And lessons we learned or ignored

I will paint in an earnest fashion

From my heart shattered emotions

Pretensionsly filling her void in life

Where once was our conversations

My heart will weep throughout it all

My hearts love remains… unrestrained

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Shadow

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Those whispers of dawn

Are calling to me once again

The moon wanes in darkness  

Lord, knows it feel like winter  

And like in every morning

A colorful promise is delivered

I’m staring out the window

To watch it break the horizon

Touching my heart in silence

Like surprise kisses happen

As easy as dawn comes on

It oft leaves me far too soon

Puzzlement of life continues

In my emptiness… without you

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