Almost a return to the 'sad' series of poems but, this one feels different to me - not quite certain what it is that changes the mood for me, what do you think?
Conversations - 14 Feb 10
Whispers in the silence
Of the night
Conversations
With the people
In imagination
Across a void
In the echoes
Of my mind
Holding an imaginary
Hand
Created out of habit
From a wish
That was real
A long time ago
Your hand was almost real
Then
My world is different now
As is my self
I know her hand is unreal
But I cannot let it go
And still she haunts
My thoughts
And dreams
I really do not know where this came from, or what it is trying to tell me - I shall have to explore...
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This is hauntingly beautiful ♥ Thank you
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ReplyDeletegrabbed your hand
and pulled you toward the sky
to show you the stars where still there
a hand in time
from another place
reaches still
across the sea
it is real
it just knows
that there are some places
we can not go
from this place in time
I will say to you I extend my hand. ~Lovely
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