Silly, lost
Little boy,
You will never fully realize what you
Released
When you emptied my name into the hollow sunset.
That night, when you
Froze my soul into the trees—
The tears that fell like
The snowflakes you have become,
Well, your memories I hold will melt and evaporate
Come spring, dear,
So you can’t leave your monuments at my
Doorstep forever;
It’s become more than
Apathy
To keep me from falling to pieces for
All the parts of me you shattered.
Don’t you know it’s seven years of bad luck
To ruin the mirror in which your spirit shined?
Running down the rabbit hole,
You’re late, you’re late, you’re oh so late
In life, in love, in the wake of
Your regret.
It’s too late to want me, now.
It’s just too damn late to
Chase me down,
To make amends
To make ends meet.
I don’t want your lips against my ear,
Whispering the sweetest, most saccharine dreams—
A poison you fed to me so silently,
And now, honey, you aren’t so sweet
And you’re draining away.
You have become a bitter, vacant half-man
Who will never see the sun
Due to residing in the blackest of black hole visions.
I have come to find
That love is real,
And you were just the
One who didn’t really exist,
Not in this plane, not in this dimension
Not in my life, anymore.
You’re late, you’re late, you’re oh so late
At catching the hint—
Goodbye.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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That's right, just spit it all out. I just loved this piece. Letting go is always bitter but holding in and on is always deadly. This is a great first piece for me to have read, makes me just want to eat up more of your works. Hugs~ Cuddles
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Everything about this poem screams "letting go!". Good for you as it seems, and his loss. There is so much here. Tons of cleverly written metaphors and emotions. There is very little angst. No regret!
It tickles me to think that sometimes we can't see clearly the things that are best for us.
You sounded off here poet! Whew! Gurl! You sound like me. When I "release", that's it! I am prone to give repeated second chances. But there comes a point...
Excellent musing. You kept my attention from beginning to end. This would make a great stage monologue. Hmmm...
I must highlight some of your absolutely brilliant lines here;
"When you emptied my name into the hollow sunset."
"Froze my soul into the trees—"
"I don’t want your lips against my ear,
Whispering the sweetest, most saccharine dreams—
A poison you fed to me so silently..."
This poem is expertly written, ready to be brought from the page to the stage. "Spoken Word" would do well with this writ.
Loved it!
Much Love & Many Blessings ♥
Renee
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Very cool! Loved this: You will never fully realize what you
Released
When you emptied my name into the hollow sunset.
Powerful write, loved the ending too, and the too late lines. well written piece.
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