Worlds Away

what the nomad brought home

Alright Now

I don’t reminisce about your breath on my neck,
Your weight upon my breasts,
Or your hands upon my body.
I don’t miss the nights I gripped you overcome with longing,
Or the way you used to kiss me,
Or how I was rendered helpless in your arms.

But sometimes, in the flicker of a memory,
I glimpse the place where I was branded by your longing,
And the embers re-ignite with a burn that I detest —

And my heart pounds, and my eyes drop, and my spirit fades,
And I’m brokenfailedworthless, and it’s all
Right now, and there’s no way out

From underneath

Save for these five turncoat senses
Which, by process of elimination,
Reassure that you were never there at all.





One late-summer afternoon, while I was listening to music in my room, a song I used to sing often during high school started to play. It brought back vivid memories of a person I had known back then, and I decided to try to pour the emotional reaction into a poem. When I began, I was feeling defiant, but my mood shifted quickly with the lines; first to vulnerable, then to panicked, then to foolish.

Should you be curious, the song that was my lament was “Ice” by Sarah McLachlan.

October 17, 2009 - Posted by | Memories, Poetry, Woman | , , , , ,

3 Comments »

  1. I am in complete awe of you, you have a way with words

    Comment by poetryfromthebackofmyhand | November 1, 2009 | Reply

  2. Words from the heart are always true. Such a sad, bittersweet poem.

    Comment by zouxzoux | December 1, 2009 | Reply

  3. Thank you very much, ladies. I found that sitting down to write this when I was in that “zone” made it all fade again so much more quickly. Writing is how I make sense of the world.

    Comment by 20yearsfromnow | December 1, 2009 | Reply


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