Memories Of You
Some nights I sit and wait for sleep.
While tears unbidden come.
My heart will race inside my chest,
A sprinter on the run.
***
I never know when you will be
That ghost inside my head,
But you have cost me endless sleep,
A wonder I'm not dead.
***
The memory of you stokes the coals.
The embers turn to flame.
The ache is with me everyday.
Yet still I call your name.
***
Too bad the tableau in my head
Should be so bittersweet.
I wish I might peel off the marred,
And all that's special keep.
***
How could you choose to cast away
The best thing in your life?
Brass for gold, your trade was bold,
Your liquor for your wife.
Dear Jessica
Such a sad poem - written in tears… When I lost my mate my heart was broken in a million pieces – and I just wanted to give up on life as I missed her so much, but in time the sun invited me back into the world of the living. I hope the sun has found you already.
Your friend next to the Corel Sea

Donkerman
Jessica,
What a beautiful poem from your heart, brought tears to my eyes. You really put yourself into your poems and bring them to life. I am glad I had a chance to read from your heart.
Love and Peace walk with you.
Judy
Choosing "booze" over a good wife.....not a good choice for me...or anyone!!! :)
Good poem--nice startling ending!
Cletus Hardiman
Pretty darn good Jess!
Had me wondering right to the end.
(btw, still can't view this on Netscape for whatever reason)
kat