Taking cues from the Poetic Asides Blog I'm going to try to post a poem a day for the entire month of November...it may get a bit dicey at the end though because I'm moving the week after Thanksgiving. Anyways, here we go:
Stand still, stand perfectly still. When you look back there will be no footprints--
the trail you blazed will have been swept away.
Toss away your book of matches and curl into yourself.
She was always miles ahead of you, I was ever the omnipotent narrator.
I'm unable to write happy endings, so you can just stand still,
stand perfectly still
wait for her to run back while you watch her run away.
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Showing posts with label footprints. Show all posts
NovPAD 2010- Day 1
National Poetry Month - Day 7
Every brick has a history;
a century of ghosts live inside each column
I have marked the growth of my footprints next to the floor lines
the deep scratches of years before I arrived here. Months before I leave
or stay; growing use to my fingers trailing across these brick walls,
the creak of these floorboards beneath my hesitant footsteps.
I keep moving because moving has kept me alive.
