Nicky McNeil

Rookie - 2 Points (long ago and far away / Nashville, Tennessee)

The Blanket - Poem by Nicky McNeil

I keep that blanket, ours
the one upon which we lay, under stars
and whispered, laughed and loved.

We told secrets and made pledges
jokes that only we get, bad ones
hopes that rose like smoke from a fire.

Now, all that is gone, but the blanket
and my memories of you, you have forgotten all
as though they were never this love, this instant

I should have known, for you made me happy
and made me like me, and that of course is not allowed
not in this life, not with the karma I have made

Now only this blanket and its scents
scents of the love we made
smells of the hope, that drifted away with smoke...

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Comments about The Blanket by Nicky McNeil

  • Brian Jani (6/26/2014 4:14:00 PM)

    Sad and mellow yet beautiful and warm at the same time.good job Nicky (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011

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