Miles can be closed,
but not without a scar
and oft more than one,
for one must break the clouds and time
as well as hearts and hands
How sore it is to thrive as a bird does
as the air becomes thinner the farther one goes,
and hasty breaths are unkind to every pitch,
and as land only grows larger with closer, white eyes,
sound dissipates over the hours it takes
to return to one's home
Meaning may never make it,
and water claims our strength by waves
whether they be torrents and rainstorms
or the endless bounds of the oceans,
but the sweat beads on the kettle
keep count of how many steps away we are
like the tears that drop silent as steam
Luck is another bird, difficult to fly beside
despite how it steadily sails
and helps navigate the threshold,
as it links arms with us off our quivering ship
as the days close in on one another, yet somehow break its confines,
and luck lowers its wings and lends feathers
to the tunes we drummed from lonely little homes on the sands
Today, my darling, distance need not be remembered
like the lyrics we worriedly composed and received,
with heavy anxiety that they would be lost en route;
no longer do we need to mingle with water and wind to make a fire,
for we may coil together in the warmth of our contours,
tightly and firmly, relaxing as our old reality soothes
The wounds are healing
Author notes
For Filip--as always.
I miss you always. Coming home is the best feeling in the world.
(I chose option 2--a coming-home poem)
A contest entry
- "Won't You Die Tonight For Love" by MoonlitRoses.
700 points, ended November 6, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Wonderful my daughter...I wanted to tell you I had a dream of you last night. And you were so very very happy and gave me such an enchanting smile. This is a vision I believe is truly a revelation of wonderful things to come. My love and blessings!
You...
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im speechless..
Dear poet what is your name?
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Allpoetry knows me as LaceNightmare, but you may call me Megan if you like.
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This is so emotional and raw, the bluntness softened by the careful word choice. An amazing piece, very easy to relate to. Thanks for entering and good luck!!!
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