The Almond Branch

The Almond Branch

A Poem by Abraxasbird

I guess I was there,
When the torrent broke 
Fueling your pain
Knowing how it would end, 
Unfortunately, 
As the winds flayed 

In that instant 
I stood writhing, listening, 
As you spoke, 
To the way you laughed alone 
To an inward joke 

After you led me through the dark 
Down to a quiet precipice 
With your unconscious charm 
Silently prepared to leap 
In a fit of emptiness 

Outside of the fact that I
Loved you, had loved you, wanted to love you still 
Outside of the fact that 
You were yearning, were hurting, were drowning in the night 
Outside of the fact that 
I was here, and you were there, and They were nowhere in sight 
Outside of the fact that 
I felt every lash, every single stab of the displaced aftermath 
Of your burning will 

Torn by your emotions, 
Lost in your thoughts 
Unable to stand 
Without the support
Of an almond branch 

And so it wasn't pertinent to you, 
On that cliff, with your heart in flames 
And though you were oblivious 
To meIt was very relevant. 

You didn't see what it took 
To withhold my feelings, then; 
How I struggled to let you suffer, 
The night at the Griffith 

How I showed to you, 
The inner workings of my soul 
Those little things that were rooted so deep 
As a final resort, exposed and vulnerable, 
Playing the music to apologize wherever I failed to speak 

And for a moment it seemed okay, 
Flashing a smile to wipe the meekness away, 
Coming a little closer, as you spread your arms for closure 
But you twinged so awkwardly that I couldn't comprehend.

Perhaps at the thought of your bitterness, and embarrassment 
To invite me alone to this place, to make your painful confession 
And for me, that was not enough to create the distance 
That you so desperately clinged to, because I felt you 

And of course, you wouldn't accept my kindness 
As I tried to work around your conditions, 
What love was and how it was expressed, 
So I assumed the only role that was left, 
Left to me, by you

© 2011 Abraxasbird



Author's Note

Abraxasbird
Subtle color scheme manipulation for dramatic emphasis
*Could be considered the 4th installment to my series "Inertia"
However, it is a very stand alone piece.

Image: Almond_Tree_by_PerpetualSunSet
*Light, almost white text, is the speaker, mumbling under their breaths

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What a beautiful poem. This was a smooth read, with great meaning in it's depth.
Your last two lines really finished it nicely, and I think, it was my favorite line.
Emotional, sad, and chilling, this was a marvelous piece of work you have penned... great job!!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

frivolous treasures

5 Years Ago

Your welcome... and I really loved this poem, it was deep. And thank you so much for your good will .. read more
Abraxasbird

5 Years Ago

lol i just read my comment.. and realized how pompous i sounded, just one of those defense mechanism.. read more
frivolous treasures

5 Years Ago

Oh, psh, don't be silly. You did not sound pompous.



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Amazing poem, it flows together really well and has a good rhythm. It's also passionate, original, and I like how you extenuated some of the words by making them darker or lighter. It's both visually pleasing and a beautiful poem to read.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a beautiful poem. This was a smooth read, with great meaning in it's depth.
Your last two lines really finished it nicely, and I think, it was my favorite line.
Emotional, sad, and chilling, this was a marvelous piece of work you have penned... great job!!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

frivolous treasures

5 Years Ago

Your welcome... and I really loved this poem, it was deep. And thank you so much for your good will .. read more
Abraxasbird

5 Years Ago

lol i just read my comment.. and realized how pompous i sounded, just one of those defense mechanism.. read more
frivolous treasures

5 Years Ago

Oh, psh, don't be silly. You did not sound pompous.

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Added on December 12, 2011
Last Updated on December 15, 2011
Tags: Confluence, Bitter, Love, breakdown, communication, confession, insignificance, stigmas

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Abraxasbird

Canoga Park, CA



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