Not included

I stood

and stared at the horizon

A thin line somewhere in the future

glowing, calling me to walk

 

I fear

this future that is patiently waiting

in the distance, beneath dark clouds

as a crow flies in aimless directions

 

I know

I will stumble and fall deep

into a crevice of despair again,

lodged between there and then and now

 

I weep,

a lonely stick figure

knowing you will not lift me

once again to my trembling penciled feet

 

I wish,

I had been erased

from that page of life long ago,

where pink shavings collected, shaped as a heart

 

I die,

in the vast solitude

of this endless horizontal facade...

this future that does not include you

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Katie Alexander]

This poem took me somewhere else. Excellent.

[willweb]

Thank you for your comments today Katie.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

excellent use of metaphor...i especially like the "penciled feet" stanza...

that sad feeling of wanting to be erased from the page because the future does not include her.

[willweb]

Thank you so much Jacob for your comments today. I am more than happy you liked this one.

[Ghost of Jupiter]

hmmm... I agree with Ance, some of your poems are heartbreaking but I realize to get that pain out you must bleed. It is good that you found your release here in words... pen it out until there is nothing left.

[willweb]

Thank you so much Kalypso for your nice comments today. Yes at times sadness does leak from the pen. Maybe I need a new pen.

[John Anderson]

what a wonderful journey it is! Thanks for sharing this delight

[willweb]

Thank you so much John for your nice comments today

[Matching Socks]

Aww. You break my heart over and over with your poems. :)

Here's a nice ending for you, it hadn't been written yet but it will come...

I stood
Smiled at the sun
Upon my face, and looked
Forward, to better days.

[willweb]

Thank you so much for that Ance. Brought a smile to my face today. I am glad you enjoyed this and added to it in such a bright and happy way.

[Matching Socks]

Pleasure was mine...