Note 4 penned on a January 2014 night: I still miss you here

for JD

We say, I would write anyway,

even if nobody read my words,

I would still put them down

in stolen moments when I had

the time. So we say.

and I think I am very close

to wryly testing the sad validity

of that statement.

But we are not islands. We

can only drift so long in lifeboats-

and not all of us have a tiger

for company. We need

interaction with other voices

to make our own feel less

lonely. And today, I miss you.

Still. Here.

You had a knack for making

my exhausted voice climb just

a little bit further to the next

viewpoint.

My words stand still at the cliff

at the edge of tomorrow's vast

airspace. They want you to

push them off, make them soar

once again into unexplored places.

I want you, my friend.

Reviews

[Horizon K.]

I like to pretend... That he still comes around and reads, and loves, all of my writing... And that someday I will read something of his again...
Anyway, just so you know, I always read all of your beautiful poems, even if I haven't commented on most of them...

[Corset]

The boot ...if that is for the boot I think it is , I wish he wouldn't let others push him off because of their inability to have a civil tongue in their heads, I miss his art too! Children will be children, we have the "block" tool at our disposal at anytime, and we are not afraid to use it. lol
ps Marie you are such a beautiful soul.

[Marie Anzalone]

But of course it is for exactly who you think it is for.
Blocking is one thing. Standing up and fighting back- that is what got me blacklisted.
I use both in what I try to make a judicious manner.
Thanks for the review.

[Corset]

yeah, :( I think I got bumped once during that time too.