John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo Poet Narrative

The Phone

The phone rings empty into the night.
Filling a void that brings strange comfort
to thoose around.

Rage eats away untill it bores a hole
straight through are hearts.
Whiskey cauterizes the wound.

Alone with fools we gather.
The bitter ones taking to there barstools.
the weak look to punish thoose happy
bastards.
Who dare to feel anything in the place of  
emptyness.

She left so many years befor.
At least her mortal soul did.
I rememeber when it was when I still
dared to dream.

Long befor reallity was a friend.
Lovers lie.
Motions keep us living.

She spoke but the words were empty as her heart.
So as strangers we parted just as we met.
With a bitter taste I never did reply.

The phone rang it's last time.
I herd it echo farewell down the hall.

I had to go so I never unlocked the door.
i just left my emotions hanging  like some
forgotten coat pushed back in
the closet.

Its been almost a year since that phone filled
the emptyness of my soul.
If only I had answered.

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Charmaine Chircop May 4, 2009 at 10:05 AM i read this again,as strangers we parted just as we met---i recomment cos this is agem,and it brought me past memories,we all pass through this mt friend,but experiences like these help us mature in the end,heartfelt and deep--bravo-----charma

Charmaine Chircop May 4, 2009 at 10:05 AM i read this again,as strangers we parted just as we met---i recomment cos this is agem,and it brought me past memories,we all pass through this mt friend,but experiences like these help us mature in the end,heartfelt and deep--bravo-----charma

Charlene Bird May 3, 2009 at 9:44 PM Such sadness I do feel while reading this poetic piece of genuis, you use of word was just outstanding John.

Debbie Guzzi May 3, 2009 at 10:47 AM "our hearts" "before" Loved this "I had to go so I never unlocked the door. i just left my emotions hanging like some forgotten coat pushed back in the closet." Light & Love

Carolyn Devonshire May 1, 2009 at 2:54 PM This is so heartbreaking, John. When lovers part, there are often many "what ifs" going through their heads. All that is left is either to reach out again hoping for a response or to put it behind you and move forward. Very touching poem! Bless you, Carolyn

Julie Loveless May 1, 2009 at 2:08 PM Again John, another amazing write!

Charmaine Chircop May 1, 2009 at 10:28 AM ow my dear friend,mr genius,incredible write,heartfelt too,if only you have answered,sometimes we all have regrets,regrets deeply shown here,but from our mistakes we learn,wonderfully penned and hope tomorrow brings sunshine;-)