Last LightA Poem by Michael StevensNot sure if this works, or is just plain weird!I'm straining to see though twilight's haze;
just a fleeting glimpse, or was it
there at all?
A face familiar, yet now a stranger,
the actions seemingly remembered,
yet
now unfamiliar; just going through
the motions,
like those are remembered,
yet forgotten breaths breathed
through
the eyes of someone else
Inertia keeps moving ahead, but
dreams
falling behind; ears straining to
hear,
a distant melody, that sounds the
rhythm
of a long-ago song; the soundtrack
of what
might have been; what was supposed
to be
© 2013 Michael Stevens |
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Added on July 23, 2013 Last Updated on July 23, 2013 AuthorMichael StevensAboutI write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more.. |

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