Chris Green Poet Rhyme

My Life Is But a Fragment of the Moments I'M Awake

My life is but a fragment of the moments I’m awake
Standing on this balcony above the frozen ground
Gazing on a future that is much to harsh to take
Walking down the latitudes and longitudes I’ve found

Pondering a jump to reach a branch in front of me
Leafless in the worry of a spring that’s come and gone
Carvings on its trunk become the past that I can see
Measuring the shadows sneaking stealthily ‘cross the lawn

Times have fled this heart of mine that whimpers in the cold
Shivering in endless breaks to never fill the space
Days they seem to laugh at me now that I’m getting old
Wandering the wrinkles long created on my face

Once I felt much younger than I ever had before
Mornings brought about a dream the night could not contain
When within my presence stood the one I did adore
Promising forever in my life she would remain

Now I count the minutes since my lonely heart did break
Wiping off the tears this sorrow causes me to weep
My life is but a fragment of the moments I’m awake
Longing for the solitude to lull me as I sleep

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Nette Onclaud November 25, 2016 at 2:29 PM remember that life has a second, third wind, so go for that which makes you happy, chris... a poignant, superb write.. huggs Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 2:42 PM Thanks so very much Nette for stopping by today. I always look forward to your visits.

Heidi Sands November 25, 2016 at 1:57 PM Very sad, yet good portrayal of emotion, heartache, tolerance. Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 2:06 PM Thank you my sweet friend. Just kind of felt a little dark today, I appreciate your comments always Heidi

Tim Smith November 25, 2016 at 1:57 PM A sorrowful poem reflecting on better days. Well done Chris I wish you all the best. Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 2:07 PM Thanks so much Tim, I'm ok, just in a dark writing mood

Charmaine Chircop November 25, 2016 at 1:17 PM Waiting for the solitude to lull me into sleep...A heartwrenching line..Very sad indeed...How about adding some star -light and music to be lulled into dreams.Am touched. Charmaine Chircop November 25, 2016 at 1:53 PM Oh a poem within a poem (in yr reply)..Now thats.beautiful.: ) Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 1:25 PM I suppose I should, so it's not so sad. :) Thank you Charmaine for your wonderful comments. How about this... For as this slumber finds me in its whispered evening flow - Moonlight flits the curtains now in shadows 'pon the floor- Euphoric calls the melody this midnight passion glows - as I fall into a dream much sweeter than before. :) Thanks again my sweet friend.