Will send you
some shots of me
~and poetry
because you see
I can be here in this moment
and forget the past
let all the ugly breathe it’s last
Take a long, long time to admire –
the future us, will sigh at the plumpness in our skin
-I take a thousand moments to look for the fleeting is fast
so quickly we are frail and thin
ever is the wage of sin
where once we had forever
all we have is ticking time
only ever in the now can you can be mine
but now we always are apart
unbreak my heart, re-start
go back
to where you were when they made you snap–
please, because, yes
-that is how the moments pass
photographs and tears and laughs
and memories we barely grasp
but trust -our flesh and our blood
was called forth from the word
and our hearts were the wells used for the ink
our bones– these images on repeat
what we get, we can’t see
all above
and more beneath
poetry is not enough
but never was it meant to be
neither is -only these- images of me



#1 by Marcia Darling on July 19, 2011 - 11:53 pm
yeah, hugh? yeah.