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Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

0 posted 2005-06-23 07:27 PM

“Come back, come back, we’re worlds apart”
she cries into air hanging heavy and hard
and she sidles up to the shadows of life
away, far away, from the glare of insight
seeking so in the dark a cradle, cot, pram,
to sleep as a baby not giving a damn.

But shadows are so predictive, you know,
for they’re cast in a mould according to soul
and they rock back and forth each memory recall
till swaddled she is in the heat of it all.

Drenched now the pillow her head lies upon
each night as the moon glides smoothly along
for fast flows the water between here and there
over the rapids of her every prayer.

And silence returns like an echo of fear
stealthily creeping, nearer, nearer, too near,
till all that is known sets her in the cold
the cold, so cold, of a grave stone.

“Come back” perhaps just words on a chart
or maybe the plea of a broken heart
from somewhere out there to somewhere inside
the hard to bear air or the glare of insight!

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

1 posted 2005-06-23 09:21 PM

I hear you, Helen!

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

2 posted 2005-06-23 09:27 PM

Hauntingly sad..yet beautifully penned Helen.
Hugs~Nancy

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
dancing with you in the summer rain~

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

3 posted 2005-06-24 04:49 AM

oh yes, I have to echo Nancy

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

4 posted 2005-06-24 07:55 AM

But shadows are so predictive, you know,

I have always said that...

*s
M

LeeJ
Member Patricius

since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

5 posted 2005-06-24 08:00 AM

But shadows are so predictive, you know,
for they’re cast in a mould according to soul
and they rock back and forth each memory recall
till swaddled she is in the heat of it all.

this speaks volumns...tremendous write and read...

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