Just another night

Just another night

A Poem by Jack...

 

Just another night

 

 

This is just another night

Lonely street lights weep

Shadows moving, no eye contact

Brick facades push away steam

 

Walking softly on dampened sidewalks

Head hung low wondering

why this feeling continues, this crawl

lost within the halls of my heart

 

Broken lines with no exit

Foreclosed affection in headlines

written on the palm of my hand,

smeared in tear drops wiped away for now

 

Yesterday was like a dream,

you were here, smiling, laughing

Sharing a day at the park on a painted bench,

watching silent paddle boats sleep

 

A March sun glistened on still waters

and birds sung sweetly overhead

Then the wind changed course...creating opposing ripples

as our silhouettes slowly faded to one

 

Watching my feet form ruts,

swinging nervously back to front, over and over

Kicking dust up in my stomach

where butterflies turn to stone

 

Waiting for you, a setting sun,

flamed drizzling on my shoulders

Slumped reflections on a westward sky

as I still search to the east

 

Yes, this is just another night,

followed by just another day

An agonizing repetitive pattern

My every night, my every day…without you

 

 

© 2014 Jack...


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Jack...
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Very nice, sad and emotional, really draws the reader in. Great work.

Posted 8 Years Ago


I couldn't help but sigh with some sought of sadness...this is sad jack but am glad it inspired a lovely poem as this. I enjoyed

Posted 10 Years Ago


and that's just how it feels when that certain someone is not there with you anymore...
As always Jack, beautiful and heartfelt...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Broken lines with no exit
Foreclosed affection in headlines
written on the palm of my hand,
smeared in tear drops wiped away for now

Very emotional piece. This line is simply amazing. How do you come up with these lines?
:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


OMG so sad...it makes you want to help in some way! Good write ! YOu are missing someone or entity that made you days and nights not so ordinary and must be gone I presume?

Posted 10 Years Ago


LadyAnn68

10 Years Ago

It is amazing how our days and nights feel after someone we love or cherish is gone from our heart o.. read more
Jack...

10 Years Ago

It never ends...I lost a very dear friend about 15yrs ago...disappeared and was never found. I think.. read more
LadyAnn68

10 Years Ago

OMG I am sorry ...
Broken lines with no exit
Foreclosed affection in headlines
written on the palm of my hand,
smeared in tear drops wiped away for now
Exquisite, deeply penetrating sadness, can relate to it. Wonderfuj

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank so much Zahra. I appreciate you always.
When you have had the sweetness of love and then szuddenly don't have it anymore is heartbreaking .

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Indeed it is my friend. Thank you so much.
Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

You are welcome :)
Beautifully bittersweet Jack...great imagery...awesome piece x

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much Tia for your kindness.
Your word patterns show the growth of your creative temprement. I find myslef nodding as I read and enjoying how you put these things together

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Ken. Coming from someone I admire so, your words lift me.
Very melancholy poem...the nights are so repetative when nothing makes them special and only memories are left...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

You can say that again Marie. Thanks so much.

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Jack...
Jack...

San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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