Years melt
Her tears float
Cascading
They come
I don’t know why
Years melt
Her tears float
Cascading in a drought
They come
I don’t know why
Years melt
Tears float down
Cascading in a drought
The tears come
I don’t know why dad
Years melt away
Tears float down
Cascading in a lullaby
They came
I don’t want to cry
I want us to be together once more
Tears melt like rain in the desert
Years float suspended
Cascading in a desolate drought
I don’t know Daddy
Why can’t we be together?
A family once more
Tears melt down Emma’s checks
Years float in an endless misery
A lullaby in a cascading drought
I miss you daddy
Like rain in a desolate drought
I miss you when I close my eyes
The tears float
Melting like the years
Dripping down the window
6 comments:
Bill,
Good poem and ... I know this theme --
Long distance information
Get me MEMPHIS TENNESSEE!
(Check out the similar metaphors (i.e., with hurray home drops on her cheeks ...)
Great words William.
Thank you Neil and Anonymous for the kind words....
For me it's not just the words that make this poem - the huge spaces between each paragraph (which I assume are intentional) act as a metaphor for the huge distance between the characters in this poem - brilliant work.
Yes the spaces are intentional...And thank you London for your comment.
It's really interesting how I read the spaces between this poem as the speaker tearing up and finding it difficult to express their words, but London Accountant perceives it as the distance between the characters, it's so fascinating to be able to hear these differing opinions on your marvellous work!
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