Mostly in the morning.

Mostly in the morning.

A Poem by Traxler

From the collection, Mono no aware By Tylor Traxler

I can’t remember the shape of you 
Or the shade of the light in the morning 
That traced you like a stretching angel 
Round curves and breaks and strongest angles
Maybe it’s true 
We were really too see through 
To see who believed you 
From A Colorado view 
Snow crunches under shoes 
That we wore to keep warm 

There is no shore, that’s for sure 
No more stories, no more lore 
There’s a party tonight I think I might just go
To drink and smoke And pretend I’m not alone 

All the whys don’t matter 
All the how’s, we forgot 
All the who’s just arrived 
I wish this time I could stop 

It hurts to search my mind for your shape 
Your silhouette, it fades 
Among the crowd I see you 
He sees you first, I’m too late 

So bottoms up to forever 
I resent the shade of morning 
My stretching angel told me goodbye 
Now It’s all too boring

© 2019 Traxler

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The shade of memory. Always willing to haunt us. I liked the honest words and thoughts in the poetry. Thank you Traxler for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.

Posted 2 Years Ago

As dawn breaks, the visions you behold and see, are beautifully expressed and so heartfelt picked up by the reader too.

Posted 2 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

such creative imagery using the morning light .... i enjoyed it and endings are not always wonderful as in this case ..

Posted 2 Years Ago

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Added on March 30, 2019
Last Updated on March 30, 2019
Tags: poem, poetry, love, loss, rhyme



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I live in Oklahoma City. I write and design clothing. I have two short poetry/prose collections available on Amazon entitled: Sighs in a Shell and Mono no aware. more..

Out of tune. Out of tune.

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