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I've Got To Go

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I've Got To Go

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
the reasons why you’ll never know,
a’ whisked away in winter’s winds, your sleeping sighs remind me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

Well, I’ve often made my way
within the dark before the day,
but it’s never that I’ve ever felt so lonely.
So I leave this parting note,
the first farewell I ever wrote,
though these lines embody more than farewell only

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
’n what I’ll find you’ll never know,
concealed in clouds of untamed clover, tussled hair reminds me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

Alas, my love has grown too strong
for I’ve lain with you too long
with your every need perceived, though never spoken.
’n as I try to disengage,
I’m like a tiger in a cage,
hesitating ’fore a padlock hanging broken

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
across a bridge you’ll never know,
behind abandoned burning hills, your yearning lips remind me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

Should you wake and shed a tear
finding me no longer here,
save your weeping for another, not so ghostly.
’n if you span the spangled sky,
as you ache when asking why,
realize ’twas really you I wanted mostly

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
reshuffling cards you’ll never know,
defying fate beneath the stars, your diamond eyes remind me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

Shun the shadows in the late,
disappearing through your gate,
aghast and groping through their early morning sorrows –
like the echoes of my thought,
flitting, fleeting, overwrought,
as reflected in the realms of vague tomorrows

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
’n what I’ll see you’ll never know,
pursuing pebbles on a beach, your freckled nose reminds me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

Should you glimpse a troubled form
within a restless ruby storm,
turn your collar to the wind and never try to follow.
For by then it’s much too late,
and the distance far too great
and you’d only find the feathers of a swallow

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
along a road you’ll never know,
adrift on half-forbidden paths, your slender back reminds me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

Should you yearn once more to tease,
release your breath upon the breeze
’n let the whispered winds of yesterday caress me – 
and perchance recall the time
(when our love was in its prime),
I relied upon your laughter to possess me

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
’n it’s so hard you’ll never know,
entwined in twirls of fortune’s wheel, embracing arms remind me. 
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

Sipping pearls of purple wine
when I was yours and you were mine,
except these haunting hints, there’ll be no spectres chasing.
’n if the flashbacks run acute
I’ll strum the strings upon my lute
’n lull away the ancient ghosts, still standing, facing.

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
’n what I’ll hear you’ll never know,
though echoed in a thousand drums, your throbbing breasts remind me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

Well, the candles at my side
now have melted down and died,
though their fire blazes on within the mirror.
And the clock behind the door
is pulsing, pounding with a roar,
as the moment to depart approaches nearer

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
along a shore you’ll never know,
engulfed in deep and distant tides, your restless thighs remind me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

But I’ll take along the ring,
the one you carved for me in spring,
though it journeyed as an orphan on my finger. 
And I’ll hang it from my neck
while I tramp a lonesome trek,
as a keepsake of your passion, while it lingers

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
’n what I’ll see you’ll never know,
immersed in fields of flowers wild, your amber eyes remind me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
phantom memories a’ chasing close behind me

Now I’ll kiss your sleeping eyes
as I mount the blushing skies
and I bid farewell, adieu, in morning’s splendour.
Then I’ll fade within the haze,
immured in miles of my own maze
as I wander, breaking chains of love’s surrender

I’m on my way, I’ve got to go,
’n when I ache you’ll never know,
erasing passions of the past and shadows that remind me.
And I’ll ramble where I please,
sometimes slipping to my knees,
till the phantoms start a’ fading far behind me

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  1. Date: 7/27/2013 2:57:00 PM
    Revisiting this gem. Well-crafted, Terry. I bow to your eloquence. Licia :-)

  1. Date: 7/2/2013 12:33:00 PM
    Hi Terry always a pleasure to stop by and read your epic works, really enjoyed, all the best Poetowen

  1. Date: 6/21/2013 1:13:00 PM
    love this one, Terry - always a pleasure to read your poems

  1. Date: 6/13/2013 11:23:00 AM
    WELL VERY EPIC LOTS OF INSIGHT LIKE THE RHYME HERE AND YOU KNOW WORDS I USED A LOT IN SHADOW OF A DOUBT POEM THANKS FOR COMENTS ON MINE DAVIDSCOTT

  1. Date: 6/10/2013 1:18:00 PM
    wow...............

  1. Date: 6/10/2013 12:37:00 AM
    Rereading this beautiful poem of love and its lingering pain

  1. Date: 5/29/2013 1:44:00 PM
    Terry I absolutely love this a definite 7 Linda

  1. Date: 5/10/2013 10:20:00 AM
    This is a wonderful poem you have written. I enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing........ Lucilla

  1. Date: 5/6/2013 11:30:00 PM
    This is amazing. Wow! I'm in awe at how well you wrote this extremely long poem. The details and repetition added so much weight to this poem. It was a long read, but well worth the ride... you definitely know how to put the reader in the author's shoes!

  1. Date: 4/15/2013 7:36:00 PM
    All of your poems are worth reading half a dozen times or more. Such wonderful stories in impeccable rhyme.

  1. Date: 4/14/2013 6:42:00 PM
    Terry, a thousand years will not dim the brilliance of this poem... I am almost without words to express my respect for your talent..... Jake

  1. Date: 4/2/2013 2:48:00 AM
    I traveled with you down every path...WOW! Such images...such intensity of thought and wonderful rhythm and rhyme. You are an amazing writer!

  1. Date: 3/24/2013 3:43:00 PM
    A very enjoyable read, Terry. I'm absolutely gaga over your impeccable rhyming. This is good poetry, my friend. I like :)

  1. Date: 3/7/2013 9:33:00 AM
    I always feel as though I have gorged on the best available when I come to read. Magnificently told and disturbs my inner being. Love, Elizabeth

  1. Date: 3/7/2013 4:35:00 AM
    Sipping pearls of purple wine..Wow nice verse...and when i ache you ll never know..profound ending to a wonderful poem

  1. Date: 3/4/2013 11:35:00 PM
    Very good work from you. Your poem are so much like ballads. Even when they are not called ballad. You have a great lyrical touch!

  1. Date: 2/17/2013 4:40:00 PM
    Terry, this has the flavor of times gone by. I did very much enjoy the path down your lover's body. Very well engineered. Each comparison was nicely written. You handled the challenge very well. I also like the thought of amber eyes. I haven't seen them very often--only rarely. Come to think of it, there are so many variations of eye color and hair.

  1. Date: 2/16/2013 8:27:00 PM
    Oie, lots of passion and emotion happening here, Terry. Great rhyme scheme, still it feels so very sad. Now I feel depressed...duh S'like you are leaving someone and this departure is ripping you apart. I might be wrong, cause I'm capital at making mistakes. Keep well, Mikki

  1. Date: 2/15/2013 1:53:00 PM
    Terry just back for a re-read of this stunning gem, have a great weekend...David

  1. Date: 2/15/2013 12:48:00 PM
    Terry, this is just lovely, perfect rhythm and rhyme and of the length I prefer. My only suggestion might be to consider combining lines 1&2 and lines 4&5 in each stanza into a single line with an internal rhyme as you have done in other poems with this meter. It might flow better. I just love this poem. Cheers, Roy

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