Thursday, 30 August 2012

Ironic

ruthless,
you do not text or call
or make any move to drive a distance
to come see me
while i walk though fields that we've planted together
and swim in waters we made love in
and draw patterns on the sands
that heard our conversations.
yes things change
oh how they change
me in my silence and you in your facile guilt
make for an estrangement
that is peculiar
and almost funny
if it weren't so damn sad.

Wednesday, 1 August 2012

Farewell

you've left and left me with memories
what do i do with these?
take them with you
won't you please
so i may go and live again.
Here is the sun drenched day
where we kissed in the shadow filled way
and here are the flowers we crushed
under us as we plucked
love from the time we had
now that memory makes me sad
So take this with you
that moonlit ride
you and me, your almost bride
the meadow was an eerie shade
eager was the love we made
and take this warmth from my hand
that held yours as we slept
and take this soul that waited so long
and this secret that it has kept
take the wine, take the food
take the chocolate, take the soup
take the fruit, take the bread
take your presence from my head
love take your love away
let me not miss it not a single day
take all this you've left with you
but please don't forget
take me too.