Fair Thee Well Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

Standing on the sidewalk
The scene is like a movie

Dark clouds; rain clouds
Gray, depressing scene

The melancholy tune of a bird echoes through the recesses of the world
Still and silent

Fair thee well
Fair thee well

Words, of course, are lost on the breath of the wind
Carried, unknowingly, across space and time

The closing of one chapter
Doesn’t mean the beginning of another

One walks away
The other unreachable through the shock of it all

Fair thee well
Fair thee well

Already gone before it all started to play out
Already gone before real pain could sent in

Solemn musical notes seem to drift in and out of the trees
The smile slowly fading away

The thunder rumbles and the downpour begins
A classic Hollywood movie

Fair thee well
Fair thee well

Words that flutter on the wind
Lost forever

Will mean nothing now
Will mean nothing later

Never to meet again
Never to feel it again

Fair thee well
Fair thee well

Soaked and unhappy
The melancholy song of the bird is ceased

Replaced in its wake is silence
Not tangible like most silences

It’s just there
A thing filling up the empty spaces

Fair thee well
Fair thee well

The downpour grows more violent
The sky a violent purple-black

The goodbye drowned in the darkened rain
The feelings washed away into the storm drains

Rushing down the street relentlessly
It carries the heart that was already gone

It carries the fair the wells’ of the heart
The fair thee well

So alone and dismayed
A figure in the rain

Everything close to their heart simply
Washed away

Quietly whispered
Strong and heavy

The wind cannot take it away
The mouth moves barely enough

We would not have heard it

“Fair thee well”