No answers.
Do you remember?
The empty house
rooms full of
imprinted space
my space;
the glimmer of
blue light
as I faded into a
shimmering screen
out of sight...
Do you remember?
From across the worlds
had I reached out
lived a life
with you;
had been there
an invisible apparition
disappearing
when you
wanted it to….
Perhaps the walls
told you
my history
perhaps
my mystery
still haunts
your memory
perhaps the
mists part
sometimes
and you see
me beckoning
to you
through time...
Do you?
posted by Pincushion @ 9:33 AM
14 comments
14 Comments:
is it any coincidence that i read your beautiful poem and his on the same day? wow.
I'm amazed too. Still...I believe there is no such a thing as meaningless coincidence. Will drop by this blog again to check up on my 'co-thinker' :)
Interesting blog you have here.
keep it going.
I like the way this reaches through time and space, beyond the boundaries of the physical.
it is so important to us to be remembered...so important!!!
i don't need to tell you that i like your poem very much.
Such yearning... Such hope... *sigh*
like transience i don't believe in coincidence and, from the perspective of an aging punk, life is short. make it happen.
Very nice!
ooooooooooooooo.
wow.
this is bizarre. just how I am feeling at this time. and you've captured it better than I could ever hope to.
lovely.
You've written what we have all felt at some time or the other...."yearning". Now please excuse me while I have a good cry.
reminds me of a Shel Silverstein poem about an abandon house. I think it is called "Enter this Deserted House."
Beautifully written. Really liked the middle portion,
"Do you remember?
From across the worlds
had I reached out
lived a life
with you;
had been there
an invisible apparition
disappearing
when you
wanted it to…."
old houses, mist and memory... lethal combination!
;-)
This is a recurrent theme for me so I'm really enjoying it from your capable voice, very beautiful and dreamlike. Enjoyed this very much and thanks for the link. Do you mind if I recriprocate?
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