not poetry, more like a daydream




again and yet to be

 

some days beg to be relived   though

begging gets you no

where when it comes to reliving days   i

 

would relive the day   the night

actually   that sandy

and i danced   and danced and danced   then

 

walked to her room   and did not make

love   she made peanut

butter and honey sandwiches   we

 

talked about our futures   now

she owns a health food

store and i design artful bits of nothing   i

 

often find myself thinking about such evenings   and

ache at their distant nature

 

~

 

i would relive the day julie and i

lay in the shade and

kissed   but there are days never lived that call

 

just as compellingly   the day that

c and i never walked on

the beach   how many days didn't we do that   the

 

evenings never spent chatting over

drinks   while the

expats danced and pawed one another   how

 

many mornings did the tide roll

in or out   unseen by

me   while she walked alone   those days never

 

happened   but they are as real to me as

the night sandy and i danced   and danced and danced

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2019-05-15 at 14:02

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Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Memories or dreams are nice to relive. This poem is soft and wistful and happy all at the same time. I didn't find it sad.
Ahe
2019-05-18


Mick Bean
I like this, hidden meanings leave me wondering. I like to wonder.
2019-05-16