"Another Empty Ringtone..."

"Another Empty Ringtone..."

Where do we begin
  to lose our friends -
the ones closer than god
                        and blood 
        and even our skin.

Where do we begin?

We used to 'play' - outside
             then inside,
                   then for real -
and we shared
  the light,
    dark, and every
thing
           and moment
and breath.

We spoke of every one
and God'ed-this-and-that
and damned-them-all.

We dreamed "sillies"
  and "stupids".
We laughed and cried and were
          ourselves -
   no smoke or mirrors.

I trusted you with...
                                  me.

and then...

We went our ways
and yes, life - life brought us back
and forthandbackandforth
and it wasn't the same... anymore

it wasn't US                anymore

and I reached and reached
and you mysted through my fingers' tips
   and my eyes and mind
     filled
and my heart cried...

I cried.

Where do we begin
  to lose our friends -
the ones closer than god
                        and blood 
        and even our skin.

I don't know...

but we do,
     we always do...

Chris

 

Author's Note

Thoughts again...

Reviews

[Penlady]

Its true, we always do. With a cold metal ring you've hit the nail on the head. Wonderful writing, real life thoughts.

[Scytheriax]

This is quite the nostalgic poem. I love the imagery and diction.
It's quite melancholy but I love the emotion of the piece as well.

[Demi Rose]

lovely. thought it was a good poem written well.

[Megan]

Life is life I suppose and that's where it begins. It moves and shifts along and we're all just caught up with it, trying to cling on to those around us and to the ones we've lost for dear life. Living and dying a little each day. There will always be someone there though, despite all the lost relationships that meant the most to us, there will always be another some where a long the way. The only thing to do is enjoy what you have and keep on pushing through :) I like your thoughts, they make me think.

[Bryan Micheni]

very good.

[Muse]

It's painful to have loved ones come and go. But that's why we must continue to reach out......make new friends. :)

[.n.]

Yes, where do we begin? If we could just figure that out maybe be could stop it. It's easy to do in the world we live in today...always moving forward

[emmajoy]

The horror of presence gone hurts so much, we reach out for someone and all there is is space, a dried up well of what was, even our tears wouldn't fill it. No matter age, we all lose a darling someone or few. We're always losing someone, somehow, in a way. But words written, thought, murmured, bring draw them nearer highlit with love, maybe love that was never expressed when hands touched hands or laughter echoed all around. The emptiness is tied with memories, pray you.

[Becky Kilsby]

I like the format of this Chris - for me it works well to embody your message of blanks and pauses within friendships. Helped me to dwell in those spaces.. enjoyed this.

[Sagar Waingankar]

It's merry go round, a cycle, which moves round and round and comes back to us. But well when one thinks, it's a great thing! Our thoughts are responsible for our actions! Thanks for sharing!