Delilah Miller

So Far

So far,
You are
a dream I had once when a silver moon glinted
across the window, holding a warm running car.

So far,
You are
a rocky beat of a Jamaican love song
where a woman’s smoky voice wafted through the bar.

So far,
You are…
You’re a simple, shining tube of lip-gloss
that was drained and crushed, till the glitter was marred.

And right now
this dawn, till this evening to the beginning of the end of days,
you are all the things I cannot remember.
And everything I’ve changed or left,
might have have been a grain of sand,
washed away from the beach we ran across, sprinting wildly to become
gone from the hourglass.

You have been the porch swing in a melody that I didn’t believe in.
And the thousands paintbrushes of colors I didn’t understand.

So far
We are
Disaster, and beauty and all in that glass case you display me in
Because, in all certainty,
You and I don’t know how to love me.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 15, 2007
Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011

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  • x... x... (11/15/2007 2:50:00 PM)

    Again, young lady, this poem is beyond excellent. Lots of emotion expressed in here and, one can feel every bit of it...BRAVO! marci.m..xo

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