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We can feel and remember with our eyes and our minds.. I can write for hours telling my life from now to a different time.. You don't so much learn from distress or heart break.. Nor does another view change what's not their when you wake.. We can paint the wall a new bright color, yet its the same doorway only now no cover.. I can close my eyes and still smell the spring, breathing it all in as we know its more then a fling.. The stools on the walkway at that small cafe, holding hands laughing if only for today.. Our missed flight in life has passed , maybe for the time.. These eyes can't go a lifetime without yours circling mine..

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Date: 12/11/2010 11:15:00 AM
Michael so many emotions in play in this one.. They just jump out at me.. Hope your weekend's been good thus far, love Wilma
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Date: 12/11/2010 6:33:00 AM
Very demure romantic work..I especially like the fifth line from the end...Your kind encouraging comments on my work lifted my spirits this morn..Sara
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Date: 12/11/2010 5:38:00 AM
SOUP MAIL.. to the W.K. of P.S. on this happy weekend.. from J.G. forever..
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Date: 12/10/2010 11:11:00 AM
Hello Michael, My dear, you have captured so many feelings in this one. How beautiful and haunting your words As Always, Shar
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Date: 12/10/2010 5:38:00 AM
I enjoyed it step by step,Michael.I am captivated by the last two lines.You have written beautifully.
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Date: 12/9/2010 10:42:00 PM
All of us can relate to the thoughts expressed here, Michael. A coat of paint is a coat of paint..all it does is dress up a faded cover..but it was needed at the time so all was not lost..it served a purpose.. Deep insightful write. Totally enjoyed reading it though a slight touch of sadness, it is reality. Blessings, always, audrey
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Date: 12/9/2010 5:39:00 PM
OO! Michael i/m on a thoughtless journey right now.. But, I could not resist to come and read. I kinda feel the let down here in your poem.. Glad one can't let go when the impossible takes place,..p.d.
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Date: 12/9/2010 5:36:00 PM
when i first read this i thought it was supposed to be about your wife....now that i read the comments im confused...i guess it could be used either way....i dont really know...bu ti guess thats what poetry is...confusion lol...but very strong write..and thanks for the advise but im still having problems...love for you and yours...merry Christmas...lizzy.b <333
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Date: 12/9/2010 5:06:00 PM
So sad, Michael. How true that new paint on the walls will not change what's within the house. Memories like these can haunt us. Beautifully written. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 12/9/2010 4:14:00 PM
A sheer sensitive and beautiful write my W.K. of P.S. and such lovely emotion within each line Michael.. enjoyed your rhyme today and appreciate your sweet warm and always welcome comments on my poetry tonight with luv.. always your J.G. across the bridge.. with luv..
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