"It's March ...Again."

as promised...

"It's March ...Again."

 

I paused in the sunlight today

listened to the

...wind

whispering from so near within.

 

Do you understand the accent of

breath?

Do you feel the softness

of each tone,

each pause,

each touch of the lips - tongue -teeth -throat

...each fingertip it crosses until it

reaches

your ears, heart, mind

...soul?

 

 

I think each YOU knows best how you are doing ...

Our world is what we know best and yet

sometimes we become aliens by leaving

what we had for what we haven't.

 

 

 

 

The longer we live
the less innocence we have...

 

...and the longer we live
the more innocence we share.

 

I don't believe light withers
just the fingertips that reach
ever and ever - for it.

 

Sunlight is the shared smile
warming our cheek.

 

 

I touched her cheek

and held her cold hand

- and it warmed.

She wasn't there

but she was - there

...different time

another place

she was remembering smiles

I couldn't see

in ways and places - I knew

but wouldn't touch

...cause they were hers

- and she wasn't alone.

 

 

I felt her leave

and the pause -

when she looked

and understood...

she didn't say goodbye

she didn't ...say... goodbye.

 

Chris

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Missy Lorraine]

"I don't believe light withers
just the fingertips that reach
ever and ever - for it."
My absolute favorite lives of the whole poem. This just sums it all up...life. To be honest, there is not a single thing I would do to change this poem...or any of the others I have read for that matter. Your style and your choice of words never cease to amaze me and that is the truth.

[Chris]

I'm glad you heard me... you take care.

[Terohime]

Another great Piece. Keep on penning.
~Your friend Res

[Chris]

catch your breath Res... I won't run away and close the acct.

[Donald Meikle]

Enough said. Hang in there Chris.

[SyberRose]

Such beautiful words...well you did it...you brought tears to my eyes...loved it....
A breath is a gift...SyberRose

[Chris]

awwwwwwwwwww...

[Rita L. Sev]

Struck by the words "The longer we live, the less innocence we have..." A simple, sometimes sad truth.

[Invisible]

interesting to say the least.

[lei]

I touched her cheek
and held her cold hand
- and it warmed.
She wasn't there
but she was - there
...different time
another place
she was remembering smiles
I couldn't see
in ways and places - I knew
but wouldn't touch
...cause they were hers
- and she wasn't alone.

So powerful Chris, I paused with each line, to really feel what you have posted here.
And I paused again... this really touched me. A pure seer, you are, you feel every moment, escaping into another. I'm so glad she didn't say goodbye! :) what a marvelous piece here. I am going to save it, for another few reads when it's still March... an eloquent poem of many layers, and truths... lovely!

- Elisa

[Veronica Chandler]

So many thoughts spin through my mind as this piece percolates; I re-read and still so many thoughts. I feel such peace and yet some pain is peppered into these words placed with such care. The end leaves me feeling it is fitting she didn't say good bye. "Sunlight is the shared smile warming our cheeks" captured me and kept lingering.
Lovely piece

[Constance Payne]

This is an interesting piece; it leads many directions encompassing quite a range of emotion.