Between Here and There

Between Here and There

A Poem by C. Harter Amos

I cling to a distant echo;

a whisper in thin air

and consider your love my destiny.

It's more than pain;

it's a crushing grief,

the weight of a strange love

bigger than myself

never denied or forgotten.


I battle illusive forces

for an inner balance I've lost.

The shreds of you I hold onto

are no longer realistic,

but are forever interwoven

with the threads of who I am.


All I can do is sleep;

Embrace the poverty of my soul

and sleep,

"perchance to dream"
of only one man

and he is still you.


You battled fire, water, wind, and earth

and stood steadfast;

a rampant conquering lion.

but now

a shadow falls

across anxious features;

your desperation barely hidden.

Is it time's wheel you fear,

my sweet and noble knight?


Doubt is not flatteringly

worn on your mighty shoulders

or in the depth of your eyes

even though you smile.

Your past and I aren't there

to wipe the fear away,

or steer you clear of cobwebs

and stumbling stones.


Misplaced choices,

even misread,

are permanently etched

between here and there.

This is my own doubt

that I wear beneath my smile;

the shadow in the depth of my eyes.

© 2011 C. Harter Amos

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This is just beautiful. Melancholy perhaps but maybe the more beautiful for that. It speaks to me of things lost and I've regretfully seen more than my share of those. Your writing is, as always, picture perfect.

Posted 1 Year Ago

All I can do is sleep;
Embrace the poverty of my soul
and sleep,
"perchance to dream"
of only one man
and he is still you.

-- this is my favorite stanza...probably because I can relate to it so well. Sometimes, it seems, sleep is the only reprieve we have from these thoughts.

This piece was very emotionally charaged; I could feel each line as though it were truly an honest interpretation of your feelings. I love honesty in poetry, and you certain hit the mark with this one. Well done.

Posted 5 Years Ago

The first remind me to come back, our paths have been close, the tide water,Brevard, You might like "Brevard" my poem, we wear our doubt, but don't hesitate,think up past where you want and then jump.

Posted 5 Years Ago

i like this alot. you have a great style.

Posted 7 Years Ago

I can imagine the Lady of Shallott if it had been the knight who had perished instead of her. Beautiful words.

Posted 7 Years Ago

A very positive/negative vibe here Mimi and I know the feeling all too well, it is crushing and debilitating to say the least. There are no answers when you love someone this much because even the bad times are moved to the very back of your mind for safe keeping.
I hope your story has a happy ending my dear friend.
Beautifully written and expressed, your wording and phrasing are exquisite xxxxx

Posted 7 Years Ago

A great worded piece that speaks to the reader of emotion and tilled defense, well done, good read.

Posted 7 Years Ago

I'm sorry it took me so long to find my way back here . . . your words are perfect

Posted 7 Years Ago

my goodness, what an extraordinary adventure in words...i was instantly captured, and commiserative

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on June 27, 2011
Last Updated on June 30, 2011


C. Harter Amos
C. Harter Amos

Lexington, SC

Born in the swamps of the South Carolina Low Country. Brought up on the Classics with a great deal of emphasis on music. I spent about six years at the University of South Carolina in Columbia soakin.. more..