9/07/01
two dark souls alone in the night
struggling
with all our might
for life ..... and breath
nevermind what is right
moving onward, though
we see each other
not at all..... we feel
irrepresibily always
connected
together
in the light
of the deepest abyss
our glowing embers
of truth and glory
without the illusions
of hope, we gave up
long ago
yet we know, that
which can't be will be
as we press
the unyielding waves
fighting with
all our might
they move silently onward
to carry us deeper
in their grasp
though we be worlds apart
alone, empty, desperate
unfeeling with
heartwrenching tears
our solace,
our strength
our light
our breath
our life from death
day from night
surface from the depths
setting foot
home at last
where there was none
in the purest of hearts
untouched, for i have
waited for you
dream of ages
through all others
you have come to me
i for you
the only paths
left to follow
though we deny
and run away
farther
to our dying days
our last breaths
bring us at long
last together
in your sweet
breath, your
warm lips
i find peace
that which cannot be
which would not be
now is - death
come quickly now
take me
take us all
nothing else matters
any more
but the glimmers
of your smiles
as we look to the heavens
in your eyes
all of life i see
all of death
holding you tight
together forever
we are one
loving, breathing
dying, living
embracing
everywhere
John, the poem started off dark yes ...but the ending was beautiful ...thanks once again ...Lorraine
I actually kind of like how it 'steals' your breath. I expect it to be very dark but it ended beautifully. :)
Here I am as you so graciously requested through e-mail. I've read 3 of your 4 pieces posted here. Thus far, this is the strongest IMO. It doesn't have the stream-of-consciousness feel that another of yours here has ... and it approximates free verse better than the other two I read here. May I ask why you don't prefer stanzas? White space (between stanzas) can help the reader "catch his breath," and it tends to force the poet to structure his writing in logical units. Powerful lines with fresh imagery: "connected together in the light of the deepest abyss" ... and "without the illusions of hope, we gave up long ago." Don't often find THESE words in a love poem from poet to beloved. That's just intriguig!
Wow!!!! Beautiful, beautiful, this poem is beautiful. As we press the unyielding waves fighting with all our might... Keep on writing. This poem is great. I like your style. Teresa
I wish postpoems had some way of tracking when new poetry is added by a certain poet. I'd definitely subscribe to yours :-)
this poem started out very dark and sad but at the end was very pretty.. and sweet to love.