Chris Ernest Nelson


Remembering To Breath - Poem by Chris Ernest Nelson

I have been remembering to breathe.
The light so bright I sometimes forget
that the molecular swirl requires a breeze
to mix it up and keep its
pulsing heart in motion.

I have been remembering to live.
Though the miraculous burden of hope
weighs heavy as stones upon my chest
and my allotment of
laughter is nearly spent.

I have been remembering to sleep,
when the light in my eye has slipped,
when the generous call of the void
makes a promise that can
be kept only in darkness.

I have been remembering to wake,
staggering from the pulse of memories
that will not flee at the approach of dawn.
Though the grip of dreams
calls back my breath,

I have been remembering to breathe.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 27, 2012


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