Thursday, November 10, 2011

Poem of the Month: November messages

to M with love

at such distance
to sense that space
there is a lingering sense
something just beyond reach
i have forgotten how to be without you

the struggle is more about feeling the crisis,
the misplaced energy,
the grasping that must surely find a foothold soon

we all struggle to find place
we all look outward when perhaps the place to look
is in

in to the dark, cobweb filled recess
where we put something long ago
something taken for granted
something that seemed insignificant at the time

something that makes our truth real
but is hard to accomplish
it requires our blood, so much determination
so much time, often
blinders to anything else

while I sit among reaching arms
and you resist kind meaning suggestions
it seems it was easier to dream this big dream
way back when
than to make it reality now

back on a bench in a small town
holding your hand
before we knew what we were
before birthday songs, confessions and births

but now is where we are
and i am grateful for each lesson
learned together or apart
part of us will always be sitting on that bench
and that simple joy gives me solace still

1 comment:

Val said...

Hello I have just started reading your blog and wanted to say how much I like it. I will be reading back over your old posts for sure.
ps - your little bee is SO cute :)