Goodbye

A relationship meets its tragic end...

Tip toeing through fields of green

Until we reach the sun kissed stream

That’s where we’ll commence this dream.

 

Echoes of the past will scream

Jealous of the passions we preen

This frantic delirium, a token

Of one stolen moment

Where happiness exists

And everything else is the lie.

 

You know I could stay here forever,

Surrender to the safe harbor that is your eyes…

If only they were real

And I’d never been privy to your lies.

 

Dancing under a disco ball of stars

You catch me every time I fall

In your strong, steady arms

I fell like the bell of the ball.

 

The fire leaps towards the sky

Licked by its sinuous blue heat

I fear I might die

I know you’ll never understand

By the light of day

You can’t even reach for my hand.

 

But at least we have this moment

Our chance to say goodbye

Let us linger here

It’s okay to cry

 

Tomorrow when summer's gone

And the hangover begins to rear

I’ll be praying for another beer.

 

And you…

You’ll be free and clear

To chase after the Home Wrecker of the Year.

Author's Note

Almost every time I sit down to write something it ends up laced with truth...so frustrating. This as it turns out is a true story...thoughts?

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think this is quite tragic....sheryl crow's song "strong enough" i am reminded of.

"lie to me, i'll believe it"

so one more time we meet, i will kiss you goodbye..and set you free.

i like the theme..the imagery is excellent...two minor suggestions..but
i would spell out "okay"...this is somewhat Frost-ish in its wording and imagery..and that shortcut "ok" doesn't fit with the rest.
also...should be "summer's gone"...

but wow...this really has some bitterness in it..but presented with such good sarcasm.

jacob

[Kristin Lee]

Thanks so much. Once again I set out to write something totally different and ended up with this. It was another piece that needed to be written though. The crying line was about me telling him it was okay that he was crying, ironically, since he was the one leaving me for a younger woman!

[Sami Khalil]

"Tip toeing through fields of green
Until we reach the sun kissed stream
That’s where we’ll commence this dream.

Echoes of the past will scream
Jealous of the passions we preen"
The whole poem was great but those are my favorite lines...:)