Sunday, June 01, 2014

forever is ... forever




forever is ... forever

these are the scraps and pieces
of the life you left behind
a torn photograph
a clutch of letters
and a heart divided

i've kept them long enough
and maybe just a little too long
so i've packed them
in a cardboard box
to send them back to you

you'll recognise the photograph
and the words you wrote to me
but the half-a-heart
that was always yours
may not be familiar anymore

i've heard you've fallen ill
and may not make it through the year
the kids say that you've been asking
for me to see you one more time
and i can only wonder why

so i'm sending you this poem
like the ones i wrote for you before
the ones you tore to pieces
when you said you were leaving forever
and left me broken and alone

but now forever has finally come
and i hear your sad failing voice
calling to me from the darkness
from the cold and empty hallway of regret
from the place i have tended so long

light a match to a candle
light a spark to the smallest hope
and know that i was here yesterday and the day before
waiting for you to call at last
but i'm simply not here anymore
 






 

6 comments:

  1. Oh dear, someone is going through a "dark period" with his poetry. You know how I feel about making peace with the past ... :)

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    1. "making peace with the past"

      There are many ways of doing that ... not sure there is a standard way ...

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  2. It's actually a wonderful feeling when one can finally look back without the short circuited emotions ... it free's up the negatives and everything sort of then becomes less significant .. kind of indifferent .... more relaxed!...
    But love ... is love .... and no matter what transpires ... there will always be a connection .... unless of course ... it wasn't really love ....
    All those who have come into my world, barring this latest illusion ... are well remembered within my daily life ... they become a part of who I am ... because of love! I guess its about respect and understanding ... and learning to let go ... hanging onto something can only bring negatives? You did it again ... another brilliantly expressed emotion!! ~smile~
    Fantastic video!!
    ... within the circle of life is the cycle of love ..... or... perhaps ... it is in fact, the other way round ....

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    1. The poem is about liberation, in a dark kind of way, I guess ...

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  3. i've heard you've fallen ill
    and may not make it through the year
    the kids say that you've been asking
    for me to see you one more time
    and i can only wonder why


    Reality, or just a poem?

    ~Manfred

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    1. "Just" a poem ... not autobiographical at all ...

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