Baby Came Back [Fallen Hero]

Love and Loss, but are they really lost?

 

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Sometimes I wake up under the moon and the stars

And you’re with me, living and breathing

And we’re lying on fresh green grass, flower petals falling around us

Staring up into the night sky

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The grass is cool, moist with dew, and the smell is of

Roses mixed with passion flowers

And the sky is clear, save from the brilliant moon

Looming above us singing a night time lullaby

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You hold my hand and point out the different constellations

And tell me stories of Greek gods and heroes

And how they combat death with their courage and spirit

And I ask if you will combat death, and stay with me forever

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You say you will, and you close your eyes

I watch you lie there, breathing slowly, entranced by your long eyelashes

And I feel together with you in body mind and spirit

And feel your heartbeat travel to me through the alive Earth

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The passionate fire of love consumes us both

Even though we’re barely touching, and then we do embrace

And I feel your warm, soft body as like a hero you battle

Against your incurable illness

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...Maybe...

You were a hero sent from the stars

Who fell to Earth in a beam of light

And rescued my soul from falling to misery's dark cove

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And yet alas, you have retuned to the stars once more

My beautiful baby, my darling, my soulmate

My hero

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And then I wake up truly this time, and you’re gone

You’re never coming back, and you lied to me

You, my hero, lost to that illness, will never return to my arms

But then why did that night moment feel so real?

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And why, still, are there

Rose petals dancing in my hair?

  

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Reviews

[Robyn]

This is such a beautiful piece. So sad, especially the ending. The first two paragraphs create such gorgeous images. I especially love these lines,
"...Maybe...
You were a hero sent from the stars
Who fell to Earth in a beam of light
And rescued my soul from falling to misery's dark cove"
The words just flow so nicely together and show how much these two people really love and need each other. The theme of him being her hero is so sweet, especially since we have all these preconceived notions of what a hero should be, but you throw a lovely twist on that. You don't have to be strong, physically I mean, to be someone's hero. At least I think that's what you were getting at. Anyway, an excellent piece. The music is a nice touch.

[Raja]

You know 'Old is Gold'

I like the whole poem. How can I extrct one or two lines and say I like that. Yet, '...rescued my soul from falling to misery's dark cove' is the one that makes me think very much. I don't know why.

I enjoyed reading the whole poem.

Thank you.

Raja

[Celtic Cat]

Oh....this is fabulous!!!! So tender ... so lovely ... so beautifully done. Very soothing song in the background which is giving me goose bumps as I type. Could it just be an after-effect of watching the sky through this lovely landscape? So much sorrow takes over as the song ends.... gone like your words... but forever imprinted on my heart. The longing is a bit unbearable.... but as you posed the question... and there are still petals in your hair... is this really about longing... or about cherishing how not even forever can separate soul mates? Beautiful, Emily, absolutley beautiful.

[Emily Rose]

Awwww that's so adorable but yet so very sad. Your imagery is always wonderful and it paints a glorious, romantic picture in my head. It's such a tragic story, though - I hope it never actually happens to anyone :-( You do a great job with mixing the sweetness and the sadness, though. I don't know whether to smile or cry. And the END. The end is the best part - you really wrap it all up well. Brava!

[Gandré]

You hold my hand and point out the different constellations

And tell me stories of Greek gods and heroes

And how they combat death with their courage and spirit

And I ask if you will combat death, and stay with me forever ----------this is my favorite stanza... a wonderful dreaming... when becoming ONE.

★...Maybe...

You were a hero sent from the stars

Who fell to Earth in a beam of light

And rescued my soul from falling to misery's dark cove ---------this also my another favorite.. We all came from the stars, I believe... once were were stars, then earth's stones, then amoebe, then fish.......then... then... we became gods.....then we destroyed everything ....looking for god.....and now we are damn forever----going back to this earth... and becoming some dust... in your stars.... I love your thinking and playing with also my dreams... fanstastic writing, my dear friend, EE.!!

[Omar]

I feel a strong sense of identification with this poem.
It talks of experiences I've gone through and emotions I've toyed with!
Being a hopeless romantic is indeed splendid, I guess that's why we click... We both are such emotional people with the "romantic" perspectives amplified, masking our vision. But it's so lovely, don't you think?
I've been with this hero of yours, I've been madly in love with him and I've lost him as well. I've had rose petals dance around in my hair even in his absence. And, to this day, I still dream of finding a similar hero. Don't we all?
Kisses

O

[Mistral Bilgera]

big old softies make the greatest poets, for they sure know how to get into our emotions... and stay there :)
and you have that wonderful ability expressed in your poems of wonderful imagery and vivid emotions! i salute you :) this is a masterpiece!