Friday, July 19, 2013

No More

To stand so close
so far away
makes me stronger, sadder, bolder
and there's nothing that you say
in your silence
in your gloom
there's no action
justice not
for the absent part you play.

So take me in your arms
while you reject me in your heart
that doesn't even try to know
the soul
the spirit
never trie
from end to start.

An understanding
ever absent
ever longed for
never born
a youth unclaimed
a soul untamed
left to languish
peices torn.

Weeping nightfall
weeping dusk
weeping noon-time
weeping dawn.

Weeping heartbreak
weeping anger
weeping sorrow
weep no more.

3 comments:

Rob-bear said...

So sorry to read this. Also sad that I'm not close enough to be able to hold your paw (er, um "hand").

Blessings and Bear hugs!
Bears Noting
Life in the Urban Forest (poetry)

Wendy said...

Naww, that's really sweet, Rob-bear. Visualising paw/hand connection across cyber-space.
xWx

Rob-bear said...

Haven't seen you around for a while, but wanted to send you a "Happy Christmas" note. Will you be dashing through the bush in your rusty Holden ute?

Blessings and Christmas Bear hugs!

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