Matthew Anish Poet Lyric

No More Seen

Eyes have closed
     The yard is empty now 
    except for a few 
            memories
   lying captured in the grass
  like flies in a spider's web 
       You'll never forget 
   the lazy summer days
      of the bright colors of an 
        autumn evenings 
        spent here 
                amidst the grass
   and the fallen leaves 
        Silence 
           and a thousand
        tears cannot assuage 
        the pain 
       Sweet companionship 
        gone now 
          Conversations and 
       unanswered questions 
         gone into "the animal soup of time"
     They've cut down the 
            old cherry tree
     and my heart died with it

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Poet Destroyer A October 9, 2010 at 11:34 AM Nice, Matthew enjoyed the silent treatment of your memories. Sad and deep ones. It seem as if they have aged with a sad grace that hurts the memory of losing something so precious. A wonderful poem,..p.d.

De R October 7, 2010 at 4:20 AM This poem is absolutely wonderful, Matthew. It's melancholic and soothing at the same time. 'the lazy summer days of the bright colors of an'-loved those lines. You are talented. Really enjoyed your poem. Hugs, Emilia

Carolyn Devonshire October 6, 2010 at 3:44 PM The "animal soup of time" holds many precious memories, doesn't it? You describe the loss so eloquently within the vision of the old backyard, Matthew. I think my heart may be buried beneat that cherry tree's stump, too. Can really relate to this one. I drove 550 miles on my way from FL to NJ today and am in NC for the night. Very tired, but I saw your comment and wanted to assure you that my physical health has improved. More when I get to NJ -- Love, Carolyn

Andrea Dietrich October 6, 2010 at 3:16 PM oh, what a poignant write, Matthew. Very nicely done. Hmmm, I did NOT have football in my mind when I wrote my fall haiku, but I take it you are a big football fan since you associate it with fall!! Check out my football limerick. haha. Luv, Andrea

Constance La France October 6, 2010 at 6:32 AM "we cut down the old cherry ree and my heart died with it" how absolutey wonderful, you have a gift, I really enjoyed your poem, soup mail in a minute~~

Dr.Ram Mehta October 5, 2010 at 2:22 PM Very creative and emotional write , Matthew

October 5, 2010 at 1:49 PM Wow! The emotion comes through your words in a powerful way. Keep up the good writing. Karen