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icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2003-10-03 11:13 PM

Sitting,
waiting for the train,
great iron snake sliding past
to take you away from me again,
calmly
we commented on the weather,
serenely
you smoked your cigarette;
I wondered,
were you still wet
from sweat that passion steals,
or did some part of you fear
that this was real;
could you feel my heart
shaking in my chest
as I watched you leave?
I had promised both of us
there would be no tears,
not a hard promise to keep,
the pain went way beyond
simple tears on ashen cheek,
after all what was I seeing
but the sum of all my greatest fears.
You had weighed your choices;
I can not even challenge them.
We both know
obligations bitter spice;
each avowed to bring no harm to others
needlessly,
honor bound
in webs of karma,
I wondered
if my anguish showed
as plainly as it felt inside;
though you were leaving,
neither of us lied about the tangled webs
of life.
You said I simply draw others
to me like I am an old road
that welcomes travelers
by making choices easy;
you said you keep men inside your heart,
as a collection of stories,
promises and broken dreams.
It seems maybe you are right;
maybe I should rage against my life
the way I used to strike out
at anyone or anything
that dared standing in my way,
but I am not the same man today
as when I held the lives of others,
carelessly,
to toss away like beads at Mardi Gras.
So slowly I will push my world
and it will change,
or I will die,
I have no way to know
if I will live to change it all,
and if I do
will you be standing with me,
again,
on some soft Autumn night
saying hello
or goodbye
in this
or in some other life?
Is that the price of knowing,
of understanding
how the threads are woven
in the tapestries of souls?
It is perhaps a weakness
but I must believe,
watching stars that never leave,
we will know
truly unto life
we have been right.

©2003 by icebox

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

1 posted 2003-10-03 11:24 PM

icebox...I have read this more than one time, and each time it brings me tears.....Hello

[This message has been edited by Martie (10-03-2003 11:37 PM).]

icebox
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

2 posted 2003-10-03 11:32 PM

*smile*

Well, a simple "hello" is enough for me.

Thank you for reading.

James_A_Fraser
Senior Member

since 2003-09-03

Posts 972
Out Making Anticlines

3 posted 2003-10-03 11:39 PM

This speaks an anguish I know daily, choices I make, daily. I know this poem by heart, without reading a word of it.

I'm sorry that you do too, but I'm glad you express it so well.

~~J

vlraynes
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since 2000-07-25

Posts 8229
Somewhere... out there...

4 posted 2003-10-03 11:50 PM

icebox...this touches deeply, my friend...
and, as always, you have penned it beautifully.

Hugs to you...
~Vicky
When the power of love overcomes the
love of power the world will know peace.
-Jimi Hendrix

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