to think that this one moment
is mine to share
but only mine through words and memories
unable to give a person the chance
to experience and live what i did
would you sit and have an after smoke ponder with me
would the grass be yellow with a tint of green,
every tree bare besides the two towering pines
looming over the back porch
would the birds be chirping and squawking
undeciphered calls with a soft wind that follows
a steady drip from the gutter to the ground
would the rain water feel as soft as it does now
the slow fall that feels like sweet nectar
from fruits you've dug your fingers in before
would lingering smoke roll across your taste buds
cause a dry mouth that is cooled
with sips of overly refreshing rain water
would the air carry the nostalgic fragrance
of dew drops on early school mornings
when the world was still
would you feel the way i did, the way i still do
About the Creator
S.W.P
a young writer finding their words, to let others live moments through me
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Comments (3)
This is lovely, I really enjoyed it.
Gorgeous use of the objective correlative here. You don’t say the feeling of the last line explicitly, but I feel the perfect sadness. And maybe it’s not that emotion for everyone who reads your poem, or even for you when you wrote it…however it’s there in the rain and the slow measured pace. Beautiful.
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