The final result
I
feel the shadow at my shoulder
Like
an error unchangeable
The
terrible result
I
wish I could tell you
I
knew It was coming
I
always thought
There’d
be more time
Like
those final monologues in movies
But
they cheated me
So
much for having the effects in order
Rooms
were untidy
There
was Disorder to order
Thoughts
were scattered
People
to talk to
Signatures
to sign
Emails
to send
And
food in the fridge
If
I had known
I’ve
just realised
I’m
that person
Who
once was
The
name on the headstone
And
is now staring back at you
Who
once felt the breeze
And
all the pain and elation I’ve ever felt
Is
less than the dirt beneath your feet.
I’m finally here
And when I always thought
That I wouldn’t exist
If you didn’t recognise me
I’ll pass that up
For one more chance.
I’m
sorry I had thoughts of giving up
Throwing
it in with swollen frustrations
And
that’s all it was
There
is so much more
I
can see that now
I
can see it stretching into forever
I’m
not asking for another year
Just
one more day
To
appreciate what I used to let drift…
Easing
into a chair after a long day
The
gentle caress of a favourite song
The
cool wet of rain on skin
The
beauty in a dark rolling sky
The
bliss of satisfying a deep thirst
The
comfort of a smooth functioning routine
The
relief of confiding in a friend
The
holistic redemption
Of
a much needed hug
from
someone who genuinely gives a fuck.
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The intense physical flight
Of a body in ecstasy…
A
sense of purpose
Met
When
it all comes together
Even
though it’s not often enough.
The
joy of losing control
In
a laugh that doesn’t want to end.
Feeling
another body beside you in bed
As
an alternate reality, greets you in sleep.
Or
the simple joy of lying in
Without
the guilt of having to get up.
In
a moment, things are perfect
And
you feel it
To
your core.
These
are the moments to miss
The
career and the bank account
Won’t
mean a thing.
I’m
fading fast
And
I wish had wisdom for you
And
it’s there
But
I can’t remember it right now
I’m
sorry for that too
But
I cannot be anything else
Other
than dissipating energy
Created
by the memory of others
There
is nothing more to miss
I
am already gone.
I don't know how you do it, Anthony - weave words into such profound, multi-dimensional works of art. With each of your creations, I'm even more impressed. This one has and says it all.
ReplyDeletePS We're on for next week, Tuesday maybe. =)
xoRobyn
Thank you so much Robyn. It is a mini-epic.
ReplyDeleteAll good.
xo
I don't know what to say Tony, but this poem means a lot. All my words of response are silent though. I think you will understand this and that will be enough for you to know that it's beautiful writing.
ReplyDeleteSal x
Lots of alternative meanings in this one like:
ReplyDeleteAnd I wish had wisdom for you
And it’s there
But I can’t remember it right now
Those lines got a laugh, but then I remembered my dad as he faded with dementia, what was he thinking?
I found the second part of the video more inspiring, especially the galaxy shrinking ending.
Beautiful words evoking such strong emotion - touching everyone I am sure as I doubt there is anyone who can not relate to this great piece of work. Well done and thank you for giving it to us.
ReplyDeleteVERY good Anthony! Unfortunately, none of us ever get that "one more day." We must enjoy the time we have and not waste it on petty and angry things. Enjoy it, while we have it!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your thoughts everyone. I won't add to what I already said in the poem.
ReplyDeleteGraham, the video program I was using had expired. I wanted to change the beginning. I also like the second part more. Sometimes when you write something it makes sense, but when you read it, it loses its power. I don't think I'll be using my voice much in future.