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To A Friend

09 Dec

To a Friend

What we were looking for
in the words before us
had been all but lost,
a vague clue
that drove us on
even when we thought
all the reasons in the world
couldn’t save us
from our own resignations.

The poet might have had some
words for us,
at times:
a moment captured,
suspended in words,
waiting to again
come to life;
or a feeling,
burned and etched forever
onto the paper,
onto the right eye.

The pilot, too, might
have had some
words for us,
at times:
the sight of the world
so far beneath our feet,
the incredible lightness of the

sky

to remind us just how small
our worlds
really were,
to remind us just how large
the world
could be.

But sometimes
some words
are better than others,
and when the paper
holds no fire,
or when the sky
holds no lightness
light enough for you
to bear,
it’s better just to hear
a simple greeting
like “Hello!”
“How are you?”

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Posted by on December 9, 2012 in Poetry, Writing

 

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