08/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
If I’d known this would be
The last image I’d take of you,
Would I have made the effort
To take another picture?
It’s quite a nice picture:
You’re sitting on a bench
Hair flowing in the breeze
Half a smile on your face
You never really liked it:
The lighting wasn’t flattering
And you didn’t fancy that top
With that particular shirt
Now it’s all I have:
A moment in time
Frozen forever but
Captured in the blink of an eye
So, I don’t think I would
Take another picture of you
Because that’s the real you
And the one I keep in my heart
Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.
Showing posts with label A picture of you. Show all posts
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Friday, March 15, 2013
March Poetry Challenge (13th March, 2013)
A Picture of You
It lives in a draw by my bed
And I take it out every now and then.
That I always thought
Looked just like your sisters.
Well, before it started to turn grey,
And well before it began to fall out.
In those moments the pain is too raw
And I want to scream and cry.
And remember the happy times
That I never wanted to end.
And the conversations we had
That no-one else would understand.
The day you came into our lives
And filled it with the joy of a lifetime.
You will forever be in my heart
I look at your picture sometimes
But not all the time.It lives in a draw by my bed
And I take it out every now and then.
It shows the twinkle in your eye
Your beautiful blue eyesThat I always thought
Looked just like your sisters.
Your hair was darker than hers, though,
Much more like your fathers,Well, before it started to turn grey,
And well before it began to fall out.
Sometimes, I open the draw,
Only peering in before I close it.In those moments the pain is too raw
And I want to scream and cry.
Other times, I take it out,
Hold it close to my heart.And remember the happy times
That I never wanted to end.
Your laugh made me laugh,
Your smile made me smile,And the conversations we had
That no-one else would understand.
I’m holding your picture now
On what would have been your day –The day you came into our lives
And filled it with the joy of a lifetime.
And though I may shed a tear,
Not the first nor the last,You will forever be in my heart
And always be my baby girl.
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