Sunday, December 11, 2011

Onlooker


Your memory invades against my will
 
As tangible as the salty tears I feel
 
Bitter sweetness at its worst and best
 
My arms ache for you; my broken heart protests
 
I long to remember, I long to forget
 
I long to undo the past I regret
 
By I am an onlooker, stuck in the sand
 
You have set sail, out of sight from the land
 
 

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8 comments:

  1. AnonymousDecember 11, 2011 at 7:28 PM

    ohhhhh, how sweet the sound of sincerity... what we would give [ an arm and a leg ]for a lost moment with you... beautiful, dear...

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  2. WyomingDivaDecember 12, 2011 at 1:40 PM

    Oh lovely... "I long to remember, I long to forget." Thanks for sharing.

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  3. ChristineDecember 12, 2011 at 4:57 PM

    love the rhythm in this

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  4. Carrie Van HornDecember 12, 2011 at 6:18 PM

    A powerful poem....i can sense the true grief in your beautiful words....when our loved ones go on to heaven it is like that....they set sail....we stay on land. This is an amazing poem!

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  5. Brian MillerDecember 12, 2011 at 9:38 PM

    this one ways heavy on me...i dont want to just be an onlooker in my life...

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  6. redprismaDecember 18, 2011 at 12:45 AM

    This is beautiful. I particularly like the first line.

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  7. Hyde Park Poetry PalaceDecember 30, 2011 at 9:08 PM

    moving words, heartfelt and emotional outcry.
    masterful writing.

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  8. Hyde Park Poetry PalaceDecember 30, 2011 at 9:08 PM

    Hello,

    Hope all is well,
    Glad to land on your island that showcase fabulous poetry talent, way to go!!!

    Welcome join us by submitting a free verse or a poem of your choice today,

    Cheers.

    Happy New Year!
    Bless You.

    xoxox

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