Fires die

Fires die

A Poem by LouBelle

Missing the people
we've never met

tears escape 
silently through our lashes

a sadness we never knew we had
attempts to fill an emptiness
we assumed had always been full

when we close our eyes
we miss them
as if we knew them once before
as if we would know them if we were to 
feel them again in our presence

words are mere temptations
sirens, luring the vulnerable away
strong waters carry the weak
drifting
floundering

to the tunnel 
and towards the cold, sharp edges 
of an empty cave

we stand
bracing ourselves against the silence
toes freezing in midnight waters
pebbles scratching against our feet
backs facing the tides

eyes
searching for a symbol
a sign
something inscribed in the walls
or maybe for
just a flicker of light
sizzling sparks of smoke fuelled wood 
burnt 
in a fire which died 
a long, long time ago.

© 2020 LouBelle


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Your poem describes how complex it can be, knowing/loving people who we imagine will be part of our lives forever. This message harkens to the way I used to think me & my sisters were completely connected, despite sometimes not being in touch for a year or two or five or ten. Now that I'm 64, I realize these constant long absences are not acceptable to me & I had to let my sisters go. They weren't as close as I had imagined. I was just trying to keep them close by compromising what I really needed from these relationships & pretending we had so much in common. I love the way you describe a jolting life realization in terms of gnarly imagery . . . bracing, scratching, searching . . . and good use of dynamic verbs! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

3 Months Ago

Hi Margie! Thank you so much for reading and for sharing your experience. I can understand this long.. read more
barleygirl

3 Months Ago

"attachments to the ideas we have" -- LOVE THAT!



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Wow a unique awesome poem as we search for signs and things that hint the presence of the soul we loved in flesh but has moved on to the afterlife realm. The poem is a sombre mystic mysterious musing I liked reading of. Kudos!

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

1 Month Ago

Thank you for your kind words
I have felt this way about a handful of people I never new mostly musicians and a few writers as if i new them personally:) you captured this in my mind particularly in that statement about the void you feel that you never thought needed filled! so perfectly!

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

3 Months Ago

This void is exactly what the feeling is, it seems so complicated though. It's a void but how can yo.. read more
Robert Trakofler

3 Months Ago

This is something many writers and artists have felt over the centuries it has been depicted and wri.. read more
Amazing words and thoughts shared LouBelle.
"words are mere temptations
sirens, luring the vulnerable away
strong waters carry the weak
drifting
floundering"
I understand the above lines. I have loved books since I was seven year old. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

3 Months Ago

It's my pleasure, Coyote, and always a pleasure to read your reviews. Thank you. Laura.
Coyote Poetry

2 Months Ago

You are welcome my friend.
Is this a warning to not fall into isolation seclusion to embrace humanity

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

3 Months Ago

Hi Kent, yes I suppose it is. I think you described the essence of this perfectly, better than I cou.. read more
Your poem describes how complex it can be, knowing/loving people who we imagine will be part of our lives forever. This message harkens to the way I used to think me & my sisters were completely connected, despite sometimes not being in touch for a year or two or five or ten. Now that I'm 64, I realize these constant long absences are not acceptable to me & I had to let my sisters go. They weren't as close as I had imagined. I was just trying to keep them close by compromising what I really needed from these relationships & pretending we had so much in common. I love the way you describe a jolting life realization in terms of gnarly imagery . . . bracing, scratching, searching . . . and good use of dynamic verbs! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

3 Months Ago

Hi Margie! Thank you so much for reading and for sharing your experience. I can understand this long.. read more
barleygirl

3 Months Ago

"attachments to the ideas we have" -- LOVE THAT!

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