Dream
A Poem by
Little Birdie
Looking for something on the other side, where I couldn't reach.
I could see you through the naked glass, myself leaving handprints trying to fit and touch your skin Dragging nails across soft surface looking for something on the other side where I couldn't reach Eyes hollow forced smile and I wondered was I just looking at my mirror image wouldn't be able to tell Was it a dream? Nothing but a vivid memory, a stab of consciousness tearing on ancient stitches what's buried deep taunts the heart Knock on glass to look up and see Old glint in your eyes and familiar smile you're blushing as ever mouthing "It's alright, go to sleep" Press lips against glass and turn to make your leave I guess you did not hear me calling for you, calling for light for relief
© 2011 Little Birdie
Author's Note
About a girl meeting up with her long dead beloved - in her dream.
Reviews
ooooh, such a vivid dream, and you wrote it beautifully
Posted 12 Years Ago
So sad; such pain.
"was it a dream?..." this stanza is very strong. This girl, you, have sharp perception and potent insight.
"what's buried deep taunts the heart" like a "zombie" that needs re-killing each time "... Vivid memory" breathes new life into it. "...vivid memory," so vampiric, forces focus on the heart of the "undead" matter at hand as each "stab of consciousness" re-opens "...ancient stitches" and life-force is drained away.
Beautiful, if biting and bitter imagery throughout this poem.
I'm sorry for her loss...
Posted 13 Years Ago
So sad; such pain.
"was it a dream?..." this stanza is very strong. This girl, you, have sharp perception and potent insight.
"what's buried deep taunts the heart" like a "zombie" that needs re-killing each time "... Vivid memory" breathes new life into it. "...vivid memory," so vampiric, forces focus on the heart of the "undead" matter at hand as each "stab of consciousness" re-opens "...ancient stitches" and life-force is drained away.
Beautiful, if biting and bitter imagery throughout this poem.
I'm sorry for her loss...
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Added on August 28, 2011
Last Updated on August 29, 2011
Tags:
love ,
hope ,
meeting ,
ethereal ,
glass ,
pain ,
loss ,
hurt ,
miss ,
reunion
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Little Birdie Rijeka, Croatia
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I'm a weird little bird, and sometimes, I write.
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