1.
When
Did I lose sight of her?
in the blink of an eye
there and gone
whispering goodbye as she faded
so quiet
I didn't see
until it was too late
too late
it was always
our beginnings were endings
quick like daylight like darkness
always moving
without catch up
no chance to
call it what it was
like blood and water
sand slipping through fingers
the harder you squeeze
the less you can hold onto
and then she was
nothing
2.
a rocky slope
a steep cliff
a jilted rose
indentations and scar tissue
because she had disappeared
no eyes
no heart
just
in the blink of an eye
there and gone
whispering goodbye as she faded
Did I lose sight of her
or was she just gone
us long enough
to be missed
When
Did I lose sight of her?
in the blink of an eye
there and gone
whispering goodbye as she faded
so quiet
I didn't see
until it was too late
too late
it was always
our beginnings were endings
quick like daylight like darkness
always moving
without catch up
no chance to
call it what it was
like blood and water
sand slipping through fingers
the harder you squeeze
the less you can hold onto
and then she was
nothing
2.
a rocky slope
a steep cliff
a jilted rose
indentations and scar tissue
because she had disappeared
no eyes
no heart
just
in the blink of an eye
there and gone
whispering goodbye as she faded
Did I lose sight of her
or was she just gone
us long enough
to be missed
"These poems do not live: It's a sad diagnosis...And they stupidly stare and do not speak of her." ~Sylvia Plath
