Black water lazily flows,
just like I remember your hair,
but where is the blue I need
to remind me of your eyes?
I think it is lost to me forever
as the heavy sky remains grey,
shielding from the burning sun,
my mood is cold as the weather.
The gentle bend in the river
reminds me of your curves,
how my eyes would get lost
on their slow grateful journey,
an expedition that my hands
wished that they could follow.
There was pain you will never know,
just in tearing my eyes away from you.
When all my chances were clear,
I stupidly drowned them in fear
and let them all wash away
with the strongest currents;
my eyes were screaming their adoration,
I don’t think you even heard a murmur,
I had this dreadful sense when you smiled,
that you were smiling over my shoulder.
I stand at the Clydeside and imagine
where would have life flowed
if I could have overcome myself;
it would’ve taken only a few minutes
to let you know how much you meant to me.
Here, with my back turned to the world,
which passes like the river, without noticing
the ghosts of memory that have ravaged my thoughts.
Author notes
'Clydeside': Clydeside is a reference to the river Clyde in Glasgow, about 7 miles from where I live. Spent a lot of time in Glasgow, socialising and clubbing in my youth, amongst other things. A walkway runs alongside the river from the centre of town out for a distance and that walkway is referred to as the Clydeside walkway, usually just shortened to Clydeside, so that is essentially where this piece is set.
The whole piece is a reference to my past, using Clydeside as a setting, reflecting back on a period and person in my life long ago (16-17 years ago now).
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Awww I truly relate to this honey. I know what it feels like to miss a chance with someone. I think as long as you remember the most important parts of her and cared enough, she'll always be with you. I know you may not see the sapphires in her eyes anymore but you can still remember them like it was yesterday.
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This is an excellent piece here! I enjoyed reading and I wish you luck in the contest hon
When all my chances were clear,
I stupidly drowned them in fear
and let them all wash away
with the strongest currents;
my eyes were screaming their adoration,
I don’t think you even heard a murmur,
I had this dreadful sense when you smiled,
that you were smiling over my shoulder.
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