People ask how long its been and
I don't even know the answer anymore.
All I know is that its been eons,
and that I'm weary of the wait.
Days fade into dreams
that teeter to and fro
Sometimes an adventure,
sometimes a nightmare.
and I miss you.
I miss the little jokes
that hit and miss
and sometimes have me rolling.
I miss the smile that hypnotizes away
even my most willful bad mood,
I miss the sharing of our lives,
knowing that it's not only my arms
wrapped around this little family
but ours.
I miss the love that flows so freely between us
evident in insider phrases, heated moments,
romantic whispers, and eyes that don't lie.
You light me up inside.
And I'm fighting off serpants
that try to squeeze away my hope.
I'm trying to take it day by day,
but the days just seem so endless.
Author notes
We're all broken in different ways, some wounds are just easier to see.
A contest entry
- 40 song titles. by etoile.
600 points, ended September 29, 2008, 35 entries
Honorable mention
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I miss the little jokes
that hit and miss
and sometimes have me rolling.
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And I'm fighting off serpants
that try to squeeze away my hope.
I'm trying to take it day by day,
but the days just seem so endless.
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i loved those parts. they were amazing. the imagery was fantastic.
great take on the title prompt.
thanks for entering
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You are getting good
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What a sentimental person. 'EvenStarsFade' would imply you miss him because your shoes need cleaning and he promised to keep them so, always. Or the kitchen bulb went and it's his job to climb the ladder. No,'segolily' wrote this piece. She shines through thick and thin with elegant outstretched waiting arms. --- Very touching, the work of a romantic. --- Thank you.
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Lovely and sad. You express tenderly the very things I would miss also.
spelling: serpents
It's like a present every time I open a poem and see this background. I designed it.
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This is a very personal, vulnerable poem. The lines which keep grabbing me are :
"I miss the sharing of our lives,
knowing that it's not only my arms
wrapped around this little family
its ours".
Thats such a strong and deep image of love, family and the relationships where we need eachother and where apart we are only half of whats needed to live.
I really enjoyed reading this. You are right about us all being wounded, and sometimes those wounds are bare for others to see. Sharing this and recognizing those wounds make you a strong person.
Best wishes
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