Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Leaving


Your fingertips seem just out of reach,
like the lifeline to a drowning man.
Tears haze my eyes,
like the morning mist.
You are going,
but why, I don’t understand..
There has been no words between us,
no anger, no cries of rage.
Your suitcase is by the door,
is my life turning another page?
What went wrong between us,
that you feel you can not stay?
Has someone rekindled an old flame?
Has the one burning for me gone out?
Before the door closes between us,
please think of what you do.
Think of the seeds of sadness,
you are about to sow.
If you have any doubts,
close the door and don’t go.

2/10/1984

Submitted: Sunday, January 07, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, July 06, 2011

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  • Karen Gonzalez-videla (6/14/2013 12:18:00 PM)

    This is totally incredible. If I could have you as a poetry professor I would be the happiest person in the world. I will always be your fan. You are the best :) (Report) Reply

  • Pam Thomas (2/12/2007 2:51:00 PM)

    David what a profound truth you have captured in this poem. I felt I was reading a passage out of my own life. Wonderfully written piece of poetry David. Thank you so much for sharing.
    Pam (Report) Reply

  • Alicia Patti (2/5/2007 5:40:00 PM)

    David: This is a lovely sentiment. I especially like: 'Think of the seeds of sadness,
    you are about to sow.' I think this is one of your older poems, but it is very well done.

    Keep up the good work, and I think you are my #1 reviewer!

    alicia (Report) Reply

  • Melvina Germain (1/16/2007 6:50:00 PM)

    You paint a very sad picture here David, the pain of watching someone you love walk away from you without an explanation. This pain makes the heart weep and hinders the body from a good nights sleep. Very sad indeed, excellent poem, thankyou for sharing. A big (10) from me---Melvina--- (Report) Reply

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