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Katherine Symthe Poem
Unspoken words, whispers on the waves of the ocean,
Time memories create a world for our friendship to live in.
You always heard the echos of my soul,
The dance within the shadows.
Friendship wears many a face.
Bonds of time, an era long gone by, an imprint of a lifetime
What the heart does, the soul follows, it remembers.
Words are merely a cue sheet,
The stroke of the ink becomes the drumbeat of a song called life.
I remember you, the essence in the weave of life.
Across the distance of time, I wish I could have said what I wanted to you,
Though your life burned shortly in the sky, I remember.
These are the unspoken words,
There are so many unanswered questions, yet I know what happened.
I followed you in the years to come in your footsteps never knowing,
Your art would become the edit of words.
We all have our path.
You may have chosen to end your life with secrets.
The power and essence of you were will live in the fabric of my soul.
I shall remember the woman that made me laugh.
The dance that was once our friendship.
The era that was once your life.
Copyright © Katherine Symthe | Year Posted 2011
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Katherine Symthe Poem
HOPES DREAM
by. Katherine Symthe
Entered into this world of darkness,
This child saw an evil no human should experience,
Sorrow became the bourough of the soul.
The only words heard “give up, there is no light. Walk away”
Hope gave me a dream that I would find the light.
This child became an adult and found the rays of light.
Chosen by destiny to save lives yet no one understood.
The words heard were “give up, walk away. No one wants you.”
Hope gave me a dream.
In my endeavors, the lives I saved became my mark as one that never gave up.
Words became my passion for a life that I did not expect would touch others.
The words heard would shout “give up. No one wants to hear you.”
Hope gave me a dream.
The lives I touched with my words would unite a following and inspire their humanity.
One day I prayed unto hope that True love would free me.
The words heard would say “who would want to love you. Give up”
I found the love of my life, and together the time we shared moved mountains,
The sun and the moon would dance with the love we had.
One day my love dost said there needs to be time and space, and we can not be however there is hope.
The words I heard became cruel. “She never wanted you. You failed the one thing you loved.”
Hope gave me a dream.
I shall never give up. She may have walked away for now however in the gloaming, I know she will return.
I dost ask of hope but one thing that should this true love remember and walk back this lifetime that I can say one last thing,
“You may not have thought you were not strong enough, however your love was all I needed.
You may not have thought it was fair to me to not have time, however you were the only fair thing that set me free.”
Hope gave me a dream of what thing could I say to my love and I would say,
“I may cry at night, and hide in the day however your love set me free. Give me but one chance for I know I was your hopes dream.”
Copyright © Katherine Symthe | Year Posted 2012
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