About You I Had a Dream

Last night about you I had a dream
Punching the marketplace time clock
“Morning Ralph, Morning Sam” and so it seemed
At work we always laughed a lot
You came to me and lotioned your hands
With the candle I made just for you
We stole a lunch of fruit from your mothers’ bins
And I bought us cheese enough for two
There we sat planning our next run
A decent Friday night pizza we did seek
Living in the hills of Carolina was no fun
The bland food left us feeling weak
This Morning I remembered when I moved away
I feared to leave you in such a state
A sensitive soul with no ability to pray
I never imagined your fate
By phone in your voice, I heard your subtle cry
But I could offer only words
At the end of a frigid long distance line
I was afraid you would succumb to your hurts
Then one winter night, I heard of your plight
Words still hanging in the stuporous air
“He gave up the fight, he took his own life”
As if you didn’t even care
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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September 2, 2014 at 7:26 AM
I pray this dream never happens...perhaps it was just a warning to bind demons of suicidal ideation...The tone and the pace of this piece is phenomenal...Kept me captivated from beginning to end. My favorite part is at the beginning how you described your friendship with "morning Sam, ..morning Ralph!" That was epic!
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September 2, 2014 at 10:06 AM
Gwendolyn-thank you so much for your kind words-They give me such confidence as I have only recently found my voice in poetry and am learning a lot from other soup members. PS- it's a true story-my friend did succumb to his hurts. :-( Christine
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August 31, 2014 at 4:35 PM
<3
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