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Jean Paren Poem
I keep searching for clues
in an irrational way
trying to figure out
who you are
I'm disappointed
I cared about you
from the start
you were perfect
but entirely damaged
I'm not permitted
to accept your flaws
you are an illusion
a lie
a false hope
something I couldn't have
and now I'm missing it
searching for it
somewhere
clinging on to leads
mysteries
searching and searching
looking to the sky
but not knowing
where you are
trying to find someone else
trying to forget
trying to let go
Copyright © Jean Paren | Year Posted 2015
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Jean Paren Poem
didn't you see it?
my sheer adoration
how happy I was around you
the childlike giddiness
like a 5-year-old who wanted more
demanding more
naively trusting you
the older sibling
or priest-like figure
who indulged me
swept me away
and left me
like a child lost
at an amusement park
abandoned
by the person
she cared about most
Copyright © Jean Paren | Year Posted 2013
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Jean Paren Poem
Melting under layers
under waves
of love
swimming in a daze
of pure bliss
memories suspended in time
time standing still
yet replaying again
and again
expressions of happiness
the warmth of a touch
lingering moments slipping
away
reaching out into emptiness
waiting for more
patiently waiting
sensation draining
knowing but not accepting
misty confusion
Painful gasping
watching everything
receding slowly
into the distance
Copyright © Jean Paren | Year Posted 2013
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Jean Paren Poem
sitting in a quiet room
with only one light on
the light makes its way
across the objects in its path
over to me
sounds permeate the air
the silence is buzzing
but I can't hear what you are saying
over the noise and the laughter
that surrounds you
can you feel me shivering
waves moving over my skin
do you feel a chill in the air
a draft that slips through
to where you are
you have slowly become
a part of me
every memory of you
recorded in my mind
not only the words
but the space between the words
the silence that is filled
with the truth
the unspoken truth
unknown
yet so tangible
the truth that hangs in the air
so close to words
mingling and mixing with
sarcasm and humor
that it hides again
concealed
Copyright © Jean Paren | Year Posted 2013
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