Old Man River

Sometimes I glimpse your face in the pink tinged dawn

It’s of love and grace and nothing to mourn

Sometimes the tears bruise my heart

And I am torn apart

Sometimes I wake in the silence of the night

Every word you spoke alight

Sometimes I wonder how it is

And where we find release

From the coldness of death

How do we waken from our bed?

Sometimes I know love continues to grow

Even after the grim reaper sows

Sometimes all I need is a word

A hundred lifetimes for your voice to be heard

Sometimes I hear you tiptoe in my soul

And for a moment I find the broken pieces, I am whole.

Reviews

[r. f. jordan]

incredible gift to be able to read such vision, brilliance to be able to write with it. this is a poem that flows as a river, about a river, and a reality that has often been compared to a river. all three flow simultaneous within these words. beautiful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i agree with Dean on the title and maybe alluding to the river more in the poem..even metaphorically...

but i also like the flow of this piece, and the shape reminds me of a river in a way...

peaceful piece of writing...

jacob

[UnendingOceans]

Parts of this are romantic clichés (broken pieces/being made whole), but I enjoy their delivery. The rhyming is pretty and well paced.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

some effective self nursing going on here, the emotional content is articulated well.

[Arial, Black]

Moon, this is beautiful. Makes my cold heart warm again.

[lee von cleef]

"sometimes the tears bruise my heart"no Cliche ,It' s hard to read more when you wake up parts of life i thought i had put to sleep,thank you again moon

[Wendy Seames Garner]

Such a sad poem of yearning for a lost loved one, Moon. I can relate to this very well. Not quite sure what the title had to do with the poem, though, please enlighten me.

[Dean]

I like the approach, but I think you might associate it with your title more--lots of possibilities there

[RachelReaper]

i don't know if I've ever told you this before, but you are a Poetic. Genius. I mean, you've got it ALL when it comes to poetry. The raw emotion, the imagery, the visuals, the word choice, the timing, and pretty much anything and everything in between. (Also, I like how you included "grim reaper" in your poem).

[ragtack]

I'm so glad I happened on this, shell place it among my favorites.

[The Jay]

Sensational. It really comes together in the end. It has a fine flow and the last four lines are just splendid.