Simply Put Poem by Steven S. Walsky

I wanted to write out my feelings,
lay pen to paper.
Just to see the words one more time.
Simply put,
you occupy far too much of my mind.

Yesterday, like the day before,
your face,
your voice
came flickering past.
Thankfully,
the moment did not last.

There's not much I can do.
What,
keep my eyes eternally open.
Because closing them
signals the memories to start;
an act,
so traumatic for my heart.

Last month I wrote you an epistle.
A didactic poem of blue ink on off-white paper.
Explained how desperately I still loved you.
It was nothing more than a hopeless plea
to hold you once again.
But I chose instead,
not to send.

Regardless of how much I write,
it could never be the same.
You're not to blame.
It's I alone,
still trying to catch drops of rain.

(Copyright Steven S. Walsky,2009, all rights reserved.)