Monday, June 11, 2012

Compelling Whispers from the River

I walked through the streets tonight
Listening to the river’s whispers
Over the roar of highway wheels
Echoing from the city’s face
They were silent as night breezes
Promising in a soothing voice
A steady flow that never ceases
To take away trace by trace 
Bits of life which memory steals
And assuage feet consumed in blisters
By wanderlust’s compelling light

The whispers offer up the choice
To leave the banks on steady flow
And carry one to surprising places
By ways of an ancient moving highway
That changes course as it sweeps along
Yet maintains it's lasting destination
It weaves you in the alluring song
Reaching far beyond the distant bay
Slowly and surely, the Heart--it changes
Knowing truths whom few could know
Victories it cannot rejoice


Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Death of Loss

lately your voice has been echoing inside my head
my heart's been bleeding something that it's never bled
sluggishly pumping some substance heavier than lead
because 'I love you' are three words that I never said to you
I know you loved me too, even though you didn't say it
its what separated me from you, important though i didn't weigh it
but now that your gone everything is all too clear
i never cherished you enough when you were oh so near
I would have told you that your presence always made me smile,
that you'd been the only one to do that to me for a while
when you laughed it always quickened the beating of my heart
your eyes were oceans and I was drowning from the very start
but back then i thought i had all the time in the world
i didn't think i'd soon be sad from losing you, my precious pearl
the doctors said that it happens to the young and healthy
death takes the old, the weak, the paupers as well as wealthy
but you just died in your sleep, and why? they couldn't tell me.
no matter what they said, anyways i knew it wouldn't help me
since you left its been two years three months and a day
I've been bereft, i just haven't had that much to say
but now i've met someone whose bringing light back to my life
And i want to ask her if one day she will be my wife
she makes me feel the way that you did, yet somehow different,
about myself, about the world and how it is that I fit in it
I love her for who she is, what she's done and what she'll do
I tell her every day, something i forgot with you
though you'll always have that special place inside my chest
you'll no longer be a heavy weight placed upon my breast
but a pleasant memory, someone who helped shape me
and in my heart I finally see that of my grief, at last I'm free