No reaching out
no touching
No more punching out the numbers
that once rung you
No more wireless command
that all last summer brung you
I hope you're doing fine
reaching out, in theory
My eyes no help to you
whether peering bright or squinting teary
Like 1999 again
wondering's the best i can do,
ride the hours 'till earned free time
red-eyed, the better to see you.
~October 7,2006
Like 1999, wondering's the best I can do... Speaks volumes. You have an awesome way of luring the reader in with tidbits of a story, all the while, keeping secrets! Terrific writing! Hugs, Dee
This is a very touching poem Chris. I can tell this person meant a lot to you. There are some very memorable lines here; 'wondering's the best i can do' is prehaps the most memorable. Overall this is a very good poem. Nice work. -Michael
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am with Dee on this one...tantalizing tidbits, leading me on...and on! Yet leaving me wondering..what is the story behind the story? Care to tell All? ? ?