Rewind 'Till You're Blind

The space between 

words wounded, 

a black 

a seclusive 




between each cell in my 



the emptiness that baffles physicists 

that emptiness between each living cell 

it stretches between the stars, too 

(Alone now) 

all astral bodies pull against gravity 

for company 

in the black and empty void of 


just like we do

and isn't it beautiful

that two stars orbiting one another will 

share the same light 

just like we do.


Remember when 

your eyes met mine

as dusty monarchs took flight inside

the stillness of the moment

captured and framed on my wall

I wish I could drawn into

your second dimension

Where espresso kissed goodnight



I'll admit to the divide 

but not the life you severed. 

If it exists ---

(Do we exist) 

In the eyes of a temporal stormy 


Tidal as the Oklahoma weather -- 

I watched a shooting star and 

wished for you

like I always do, 

on the petals of dandelions

set to dance in grace with my lips exhale

to the autumn wind. 


I thought I remembered --

back there, somewhere 

in a time we barely shared

the whisky twilight of a love that poured into the

envelopes of letters I'd later write

into the finite

of a human forever; 

I swore you sang me a love song then, 

but I guess some people just chew with their mouth 's 


And I guess I can forgive

that tiny social faux paux.

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SSmoothie's picture

Wow! This is next level, I

Wow! This is next level, I live the way this poem ends up grounded in the mundane reality. It brings it home just nicely, after the intellectual romp of nostalgia! Oh what could have been! The chasm of loneliness and missing would not have to exist if only I had seen it the way it was not the way I wanted. Sobering and insightful reflection brought to us through great metaphors and similies rendered with that cascade of unique word craft that is you. Much enjoyed your take on this. Blessings ss 

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

Cascade's picture

Thank you smoothness! I'm

Thank you smoothness! I'm sorry for my late reply to your wonderful review I haven't been on line much and just you had visited.

Pungus's picture

Eclyptic emotion bounces

Ecliptic emotion bounces around the bottle, and out. A dazzling ballet of warmest hue!

I never dreamed what it would be like

To cherish a creative son -Imagination

Cascade's picture

Thank you so much, Pungus.

Thank you so much, Pungus. Blessings!

Wordman's picture

Wow, that was a complete

Wow, that was a complete autopsy of a soul. This is great, and worthy of more than one visit. Thanks for this.

Cascade's picture

Thank you so much, Wordman!

Thank you so much, Wordman!

patriciajj's picture

I love being transfixed by

I love being transfixed by your poetic gymnastics while relating, on a very personal level, to every word. You certainly created that rare and deeply satisfying experience here using expansive, astronomical metaphors and innovative descriptions that strike at the center of love's maddening cyclone.


The sense of wistful nostalgia is absorbing, relentlessly real, and then, with a sly twist, you strike hard with a wry and brilliant (And very relatable!) perspective on the entire romantic adventure. 


It's always a pleasure to unwrap your stunning gifts and find the payoff so satisfying that I can truthful say: Hey, let's do it again! Encore!

Cascade's picture

It's always a pleasure to

It's always a pleasure to have you come by, dear poetess. Thank you so much! Many blessings to you...

Stephen's picture

Wow! I did not see that ending coming.

Great write as well as a wonderful read.

Cascade's picture

Thank you, Stephen. It's good

Thank you, Stephen. It's good to see your footprints on my page, sir.