I want to write you healed and found as if I could write thus and by writing make it so. I also want to write you healed and found because you are not and are lost and perhaps in need of a poem from one who loves you. I want you lifted on angelic wings. This I want if you wish to rise. I see this incantation as a statement of power, as if I had this power. I insist.
I am an arrogant man.
Past The Moon
I want to write you
healed and found, lifted higher
than you thought you would
go this very night.
I want your vision to clear
so you remember
who you really are,
no, not then but beyond that
history you told
to the history
you don't speak of now because
it goes past the moon.
Written February 12, 2009 9:20 AM
First Posted September 12, 2009
your opening is a poem too, actually i like it better then the old one.
ReplyDeletehi sweetheart:)
Of nights when I would sit and stare
ReplyDeleteI would tell you of this thing in the air
Around the world its journey goes
How sad its view must be
Always to look at the world below
Having to see, never to know
That’s the gift, it says to me
Longing in life may be sad
Knowing dreams unfulfilled
Now that, that I cannot have
Of nights when I would sit and stare
Beyond the moon my dreams may be
Stagnating here is too much for me
what is it with those of us who wish to save? and why might we have any power at all of saving?
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erin