You are faint,
As cut off each fervent tie,
Like a dream,
Long ago I!
I am way off now,
Like the far-flung star of the night,
The very separation hit me then,
Like the arrow of Achilles from the height!
Roam around like an arcane galaxy,
Since you as the black hole are a nightmare to me!
Who I Was
.
Who I was has relevance
to a point, much gone
revised or edited out
forever. I am who I was,
of course. Still, layered
like a parfait full of fruit,
I have brilliant colors
where I was dull as dirt
before. When newer,
the lack of knowing
was an enemy to best,
the present me wonders
if the old me will come back
when the mind fades
and the memory of then
to now vanishes.
.
Stella L. Crews
01-16-16
1228p
Beautiful!
So brilliant! :)