Without You

Such innocence, my youth was lost,  so unprepared
To hear the rattling chains, or depth of deep despair
No use pretending to the pitch of restless sleeping
How useless expecting yesterday was ours for keeping
The mantel clock still continues to tick away
A pale rising sun still labors to start the day

I know every crack in the city sidewalk
I know every star in the December sky
The cozy place we drank our cafe' lattes'
Where we shared and laughed and talked
The pace has slowed, now the sidewalk never ends
Coffee bitter tasting, the cheery place now dim

The smile that filled the empty rooms
Still resonates, but lacks a tune
Yet as winter's storm has passed and spring appears
The year...this year or perhaps..., another year
I'll come to know that you are here....

You tossed your seeds into the wind
And scattered them across the land
When darkness comes to hide the sun
I know this now....my dearest one...
Your presense, my friend, ..is never gone...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Brown Avatar
August 13, 2010 at 9:44 AM
Another day of reading the many diverse poems here at the Soup. I enjoyed reading yours today Carrie and wish you the best in the contest. You simple amaze me everytime I read another of your poems. Always fresh never stale. Have a wonderful weekend. I need to see if I can find some inspiration this weekend. Love, Carol
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August 12, 2010 at 8:57 PM
A splash of beauty with melody in heart touching words. What a great Elegy from your seasoned pen. ' The smile that filled the empty rooms, Still resonates, but locks a tune'. Wonderful lines in this Great write my friend in most soothing words. Love and best wishes.......Ravindra.....Carrie Richards.
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August 12, 2010 at 5:09 PM
very human elements of loss, love, and belief, nice! jimbo
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