Category: saying goodbye

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I stood there looking foolish


to maybe, only- me


while the rest of the world


went about playing the living


As you walked away in my silence


my heart was breaking inside


until the deafening sound


tore my soul- inside out


 


Beneath the sun and stars


snowflakes and the drizzling rain


we laid, engulfed in each others arms


All those dreams we spoke about


became dark thunders clouds


in all my tomorrow days


And I will barely survive them all


to prove I’m willing to endure for love


whatever it may take, as my proof


 


I- couldn’t have loved anyone


but you- that’s just my truth


And I know what it means now


that you’ve really moved on


Taking the sun and leaving me in fog


I’ll remain lost- in time and space


between the silence and yesterdays


Standing foolishly, just waiting…for you


 


Poet of the Light © 2019

	


	



			
				


			

			
Holy
		
	
	

		
By divine extinguishment of my fragile mortality,


My immortal legacy will be truly born- pure.


One that keeps me well; alive posthumously.


As such, by my own volition what I bequeath,


Is me residing eternity- in my breaths of…poetry


 


Poet of the Light © 2018


 


 


 


 


 

	


	



			
				


			

			
The Half-Finished heaven
		
	
	

		
(c) Tomas Transtromer


Despondency breaks off its course.

Anguish breaks off its course.

The vulture breaks off its flight.


The eager light streams out,

even the ghosts take a draught.


And our paintings see daylight,

our red beasts of the ice-age studios.


Everything begins to look around.

We walk in the sun in hundreds.


Each man is a half-open door

leading to a room for everyone.


The endless ground under us.


The water is shining among the trees.


The lake is a window into the earth.


Reflection-


My personal take when I first read this poem to me was; I think in one aspect it serves to tell us that despondency is like water; where it fills and feels at home within the vessel that holds it so closely guarded. Perhaps in part because despondency may well be for some of us, the last of our feelings we can still manage to feel within the eye of a storm we alone have become and out of an earnest love, we refuse to share it.

	


	



			
				


			

			
One-sided
		
	
	

		
Betwixt mist droplets


One thief of heartbeats defeated


My dream palisades


 


Poet of the Light © 2018


 

	


	



			
				


			

			
Repossessions
		
	
	

		

They claimed it will be a clear day





I see nothing but imperfect grey 





Some glance as if I look strange





Sitting here staring with no luggage  





Wall clock pendulum silently swings 





Only briefly distracting- thoughts 





From the hands that will take you





Into their arms like a lover does





And I’m forced- to bear witness 





Because I dare to love you honestly  





They’ve called for your train boarding 





I stood at the station door- alone 





How apropos the sheet of glass is 





As the sound of the train grew louder





People smiling, joking- and don’t know





All this pain, I’ try to hold in my eyes 





I’ve lost all sight of color- and hope 





It wasn’t raining but my face- soaked 





The cold breezes make it all too real





Strangers hug and kissing, one last time 





Tell me why I was denied, that chance?





I tried desperately to wave- but couldn’t 





I watched as you left, between tears





Oh, the surface of this ocean’s breaks 





Step by step, you didn’t look back





That image now, froze in my heart 





I know it’s not rejection- but still hurts





This is the worst pain, I’ll ever know





I have no choice but let you go- away 





Everything else leaves except for this 





I feel it etching- deep in my soul now





It hurts, I churn, and it burns- ever slow





One more carload down- your loaded





And even the sound of commotion 





Can’t drown this ocean, I’m letting go





Everything seems to be going so fast





And yet all I am feels lost in slow motion





A fog of smoke bellows outwards 





The rail wheels turn, there you go





With every promised memory we shared





All those stolen moments of me with you





The air whistle makes it all too permanent 





I can barely stand here- catch my breath





My eyes are closed, I pretend its dream





I guess it always starts like this, ghostly





This train comes and takes you home 





Taking you from love-me, forever away 





I can’t even utter those final words 





Because there no good about it at all 





Oh, it’s true, our love; it is indelible 





But no one told me, how bad it scars 





In my mind, my heart and now my soul





This being left here alone…without you





 





Poet of the Light © 2018