While The River Rushes On
Date: July 8,2014
In you, a flame that burns forever,
fired from some distant dream.
Revived a decade later
to the slow pull of one too many.
In you, a whisper of promises
drowned out by the underlying current of duty.
The incessant hum of improbability
blowing hard across season upon season of cold.
I have no lips to speak of comforts, love
no soul to allay the storm.
The battle rages on and on
in a clash between what is true and what is fantasy.
And in the cool curling grey of one last cigarette
my eyes blur between clear and uncertain.
I've tried desperately to see beyond the fog,
to vanquish the smoke that tortures me.
I have tried with all my might, my passion
to extinguish the fire that burns.
To lay to rest…once and for all,
the yearning for a dream denied
We have parted here so very many times
Setting flames to all that we are
Yet, while our bridges burn on and on
They never seem to crumble.
And we hold here fast and true
as if, forever certain of one more crossing.
We let them smolder, we let them burn...but never fall,
while the river below rushes on…
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Copyright © 2014 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a fabulous poem! Gorgeous really. I really enjoyed the read. Thanks!