Child’s Play

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I remember, just yesterday
Being alive in an innocent time.

Contented hours full of wonder.
Glorious minutes of the sublime.

No desires to distract.
No worries of concern.

All objects still shiny.
All lessons yet to learn.

Oh to feel that tranquil breeze
While suspended in pure delight.

Hearing the air whoosh by and
Seeing every thing as alright.

That time before the inescapable snap.
The instant a last smile sags into a frown.

Taking one final glimpse of paradise
Before life came crashing down.

Precious seconds become reality.
Hapless hours spin into gone.

Now floating aimlessly along
Misspent days that drag on and on.

Paper Promises

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You gave me a paper Valentine
Red, rushed, so
rough.

A facsimile offered as a sign
True, together and
tomorrow.

You gave me a paper Valentine
Certainly cautiously yet
carelessly.

A promise of what could be mine.
Tainted, torn and
tattered.

You gave me a paper Valentine
Clutched and crinkled then
crumpled.

A scrap laid upon my heart line
Loose, loved, now
lost.

Fade to Black

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Play the long bygone movie
No longer crisp and clear.
Now only a moment rendered too often
Faded colors like an old souvenir.

DISSOLVE IN

From a not-to-distance window
She watches him walk to his car
On a crazy warm January morning
His movements memorized from a far.

He gets in and starts the engine
Drives away and into the cloudy sunrise
Eyes straight ahead, never looking back
Towards the window from where she cries.

CUE SAD MUSIC

Time for the closing scene
Distorted distracting bokeh - then
Only taillights - red lights
Seen again and again and again.

MUSIC UNDER AND OUT

FADE TO BLACK

Be Still

Lie here.

Lie still.

Blood rushes to my brain.
Goosebumps overtake my skin.
Silence fills my ears.
Blind love shrouds my eyes.
Darkness penetrates my soul.

Lay here.
Lay still.

Enjoy the coolness of
dank and dark.
Go with the solitude of
quiet and emptiness.
Look anew to comprehend
dream and reality.

Be here.
Be still.

The End

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Abruptly. No, it was not.

Emotional. Not as I had imagined.

Tears. There were none.

Dreamlike. What we had, or could have had.



Emptiness.



Disappointment. Without a doubt.

Goodbyes. There were none.

Love. Buried so deep that it struggles to find a way out.

Regrets. Only one.

Possibilities. Now I see them.

Freedom. Finally.

The End