How can I
How can life go on?
How can the wind blow, how can the birds chirp, how can the earth continue to rotate without you here my dearest mate. Does the grass know that it's physically in possible for it to turn green without your joyful laugh to turn winter into spring? Your warm hugs and silly moods could find even the dimmest lights in the darkest rooms, I refuse to listen to the cheerful tunes, how can they be happy, how can they rejoice don't they know that when it comes to pure love your they only choice but you are not an option I'm starting to feel quite nauseous for this thought I must be very cautious, when I lost you my life became very toxic, at night I lay awake the faint murmurs of voices would cause my body to shake, can't you see that I am about to break how am I suppose to go on for god sakes and as I scream aloud raise my voice and curse the cloud suddenly a light appears is it my mind deceiving me or is it a silent plead? For I have never seen just a pure light in front of me, I push my right foot forward as I tip toe into its beams, what once was cold and crackled is now replaced rejuvenated skin, feeling revived and whole again I can only think that it is you my friend, covered in all that is your warmth and just for a moment in time I am reminded that even though your body is gone it's your Spirit that will always live on.
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hey, Courtney, welcome back first of all....this poem is very emotional and at first I perceived it 'romantic' but the narrative seems to suggest something else, perhaps the loss of a beloved friend; would love the poet's explanation....nonetheless, this poem is lovely to read, certainly well written, joy to read you again, cheers poet
time will say nothing but..I told you so...lovely
This piece rings like a poetic polemic...a spoken-word maelstrom of confusion and delusion, determination and despair. Even though it's written in prose, each line is beautifully built up with a careful rhythm and anchored with a rhyme.
Fantastic!
It's great to read something new from you...and I think that (in the above-quoted line) you've found your answer: you just have to push your right foot forward and trust/hope that there's something more for you there in the beams.
J ;)