Soulmate
Sleight of hand over truth, trust the illusion
breaching the core, embrace confusion
then drift away to a porch in Kentucky
remember self, the days you were lucky
caress the veil of memory's mist
touch the faces you will miss
hear the voices of rooms and chairs
sleep upon feathers above all care
awaken with peace and coffee on the morning
innocence saved for future mournings
awaken again to the haunting whisper
remember the one, the life unfathomed
rest beside the bridge long smoldering.
Published by Orchiolum
Progressive, tree hugging, Earth loving, free thinking poet. When I see the Royals I am reminded of a world in need. View profile
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49 Comments
Post a CommentThis poem is like the booming of the tide - peace and powerful silence, overhung by indefinable sadness.
I still love the two mornings, mourning. You are so gifted. I hope you write more poetry soon. I miss it.
And once again I revisit your beautiful poetry.
For me... It is a truth.
Beautifully done.
I just had to read this one again! Hope you are well!
...peace and coffee in the morning...the only way to start a day! Beautifully out! :)
I am sure that I read this before, but still love the raw emotion of it, and the beauty, and I love the line especially
innocence saved for future mournings
An astounding, deep piece of work. I thoroughly enjoyed this read.
Very well done.