WHISPERED SHADOW
She flaunts her way into my mind,
A beautiful chaos, cruel yet kind.
A disaster to see, a tale untold,
A fire so warm, yet burning cold.
Her scent lingers both day and night,
A whispered ghost, a fleeting light.
Her teeth peek softly through her smile,
A charm that lingers all the while.
She drifts like wind through fields so wide,
A shadow that refuses to hide.
Her mind’s a storm, yet laced with grace,
A childlike wonder, lost in space.
She locks her heart, conceals her pain,
Yet tears still fall like silent rain.
In morning, evening, through the years,
She hides her sorrow, masks her tears.
A sorrow deep, a smile so bright,
A fading star in endless night.
As I depart, she breaks inside,
And so, we bid our last goodbye.
Soupers often engage in emotional ways.
There can be depth in what two might exchange.
When someone leaves our shared Soup domain,
their diminished light is a missed, valued sight.
Some remarks feel like word-shaped embraces
and time together often leaves valued traces.
Is is not odd, just plain strange, as well as an ache
that Soup relationships are both close and remote?
I have missed your small-boxed faces,
your writes and presence on my pages.
I wonder if other soup pals also ponder
the restrictions our bonds form under.
I recall the joys of our hellos and ‘getting to knows’
But ‘byes and why-gone words’ are silent blows.
It must be a new age emotional feeling
the internet brought into being
so people everywhere could connect.
Dog-gone-it, doesn’t connect
sound inept?
Promise we two will live forever
In the land of no good-byes
Where tomorrow never quite reaches us
Evermore to gaze into your eyes
Through love's impassioned blindness
We'll travel life's highway together
Helping each other through thick and thin
Through all kinds of stormy weather
Where tomorrow never quite reaches us
Forever in the land of today
Loving and cherishing every moment
Whatever may come our way
Promise we two will live forever
In the land of no good-byes
And cherish a whole lifetime together
Evermore to gaze into your eyes
© Jack Ellison 2012
I don't recall one
Not one that didn't
Leave me sad or
Angry,
Lost,
Forlorn...
Empty at one time or
Another
Missing someone before
They even closed the door.
Yearned for some note or call
To for get it all...that no good
Good-bye...
Oh the sadness in the
Song of a poet's good-bye
Though we boast to handle
More than most...after all
We have the words to cover our
Wounds, often left bare
Because someone pretended
To care...
There are a string of good-byes here
And our thoughts are weary,
Eyes often tear filled,
Hearts crushed, stepped upon,
Because someone stepped in
Pretending to be the all knowing God...
Lets meet again,
Somewhere,
To say hello again,
With welcoming words
and Warm hearts
With no thoughts of those
No good
Good-byes!
C. Alvez
You caught my eye, you got my heart,
it's going to be hard when we part.
Seeing you is like a dream come true,
because I never thought I would fall in love with you.
~~~~~~~
I've run out of answers, I'm running out of time,
I'm so confused that I'm losing my mind.
It's going to take a miracle to help me this time,
traveling on a road that has not one sign.
~~~~~~~
My time is almost up and you're going away,
I never got the chance to do or say what I wanted to say.
I know I say "I love you" all the time,
but you don't know how I really, truely feel inside.
~~~~~~~
If there was a level any higher than "Love",
what I feel would be so high above.
I know you don't always tell or show me how you feel,
but I know that your feelings are real.
~~~~~~~
I know I can be very protective sometimes,
but I'm only trying to keep my love, my partner in crime.
Minutes away or miles apart,
you are my baby and you'll always be in my heart.
Whether it is 6 months or 6 years time,
I'm always going to be waiting for you to be permanently be mine.
Reality sets in when a mother and a child are taking away in the blink of an eye.
Leaving so many wondering........why?
What we've have failed to realize is that it can happen just like that.
Truth is told it's the cold hard facts.
It could have been anyone of us
Or maybe even me.
But it was her.
It took something like this to occur to get us scared.
Now we want to show how much we care.
But it's to late.
There fate has been placed.
We will never know when it's are time to go.
So do less fussing and fighting,
And hold the ones you love close.
Because tomorrow you could be dropping a rose,
Watching the casket close..
You left me, oh so, long ago
my baby, my only child
before I wanted to let go
you'd said your first good bye.
For you had so much work to do
you needed space to grow,
and surely could not do so
with a fretting mother in tow.
My son you walk beside me now
rejoined, grown up, a man,
trying to explain to me,
you're doing the best you can.
You didn’t mean to cause me pain
such anxiety and fear
all of those small good byes
were just meant to get you here.
The whole world we gave to you
and it took a quite awhile
to see the sights and sounds
around to, wander and compile.
Now, you are searching for a wife
hope one day to have a child,
and as you walk beside me
we ponder your learning style.
How each of us has our own path
which parents can’t walk for them.
How children grow to be men
that’s what good byes were for then.
Contest: The Second Hand Emotion
Poet: Debbie Guzzi
*Love of a child....emotions sadness /anxiety
Good-bye is not forever
Just a promise of the past
As I look to the future
All I see is what happened last
Tears come at first
Soon things may turn well
Yet it still hurts
An on going hell
Some thing else comes
To pass this time
I will still never forget
You were once mine
As I prepare myself
For the funeral service of my best friend
The love of my life
Is sitting on a mountains end
I can only immerse myself
In the thoughts of the two
Yet praying for my children
What they have been through
My friend gave them
Love, hope, and dreams
Was like a father figure to them
Even from a distance it seems
I have learned a
New lesson in life
It is easier to love the dead
Then living a dream of being a wife
So, I offer a sincere farewell
To the men that I love today
To the one that is living
And the one that has passed away
One is just a
Phone call away
To speak to the other
I will have to pray
I have memories
That time will bury
Along with the thoughts
Of what true love must carry
Tomorrow I climb
To the mountain peak
Looking up and down at each
My good-byes I will speak
I have two regrets in life now
Losing a man who loved us all
And loving a man
Who won't even call
Dan always said
"Leap in life till your legs you break.
They will heal,
But you only have one chance to take"
Here's my leap
I just hope there's someone there
To catch me when I fall
In my moment of despair.
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