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Autumn Of My Life
I wore the watch you gave me, today
(I know what you're doing)
I picked an appropriate shirt
and pleated slacks
and nice shoes
I used my left hand to reach for everything
at every store, and to pay, and to get the change
My sleeve sliding up; The watch is elegant
I tried to not talk much
so I could seem eloquent
at least by appearance
As well as leaving the sleeves
just low enough
to hide my tattoos
And I understand, now
what you see in me
Besides the jeans
with the blown out knees
And the ball cap, advertising
my favorite whiskey
And any t-shirt, with
or without seed burns...
You see the potential
of me wearing
the best of my words
When I got home
I placed the watch down
with your Florida jewelry
I pulled the stem, and stopped the time
because what does time matter to me
when you're so far away
~
I am in the Autumn of my life
My writing has become leafless trees
Sometimes I throw my words down
and they look like scrawny bones
I stare at them
looking for a pattern
to show me a clearer future
(Impatient, I am, yet that's a secret)
But I'm no witch nor wizard
Voodoo doesn't work for me
Yet I'd take it on faith
since fate is dragging it's ass
in spite of us
~
When you told me about the snow
there in Texas (Hurry here, it just rains)
I was here watching the raindrops
sacrifice themselves off of the porch roof
They created a thousand images
of miniature skies
when they landed
during this grey day
A freeze is forecasted
and then there will be a thousand pieces
of broken glass
A sharp reality; I'm alone
And a thousand times
an airplane will be reflected
as it crosses that path
yet so far overhead
I won't see the faces within it
eager, waiting to land
I know you're not on that flight
So it's just another blinking star
ignoring my wishes
~
I am in the Autumn of my life
(You should hurry)
I listen to the raindrops die
as they hit the pavement
Slower, as they fall fewer
Like a battery dying in a watch
The ticking spreading out
like the distance between us
Temporary, but deafening
The thump of a heart
is no different
So I close my chest
within my nicest shirt
that you got for me
~
Tomorrow, I will shop
for random things
Random reasons to wear the watch
I will push in the stem
and hope, and wish, and pray
that the rapidness of the seconds
will rush you to me
once again
This Autumn, of my life;
Winter is pulling at me
It's a bitter, selfish whore
I crave the sun, and heat
and more time with you
So I stack my fallen words
into a pyre
for you to find me
during my desperate ritual
of substitute warmth
But the purpose is bright;
I miss you, my starla
And I miss the man
that you see in me.
~~~
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Yesterday 00:48am
Styxian this is so beautifully written, and I can feel how you're waiting to be reunited with your love. Using the watch is perfect not only because it is a gift but it symbolizes how time is slipping away.
Yesterday 1:33am
It's a nice watch!
Thanks, too. Obviously I used the watch as the "time keeper" for the situation. I'm glad it resonated well enough for ya.
Thanks, too. Obviously I used the watch as the "time keeper" for the situation. I'm glad it resonated well enough for ya.
Yesterday 00:51am
This is told really well with good repetition. I agree with the comment above to.
Yesterday 1:35am
Thank you much. I wrote this in a mental "box" to keep all the ideas somewhat together. The initial draft was a small box. As i edited it, I needed a bigger box! Lol.
Yesterday 2:05am
so much beautiful...your words touched my heart... you expressed the sentiment so simply....n i remember this picture used to be your profile picture....
Yesterday 2:12am
Hey you! You are right. That tree pic symbolizes how I am stoic(stubborn!). But, I'm not always. I'm trying to be better! Lol.
Thank you, too, for the sweet comment. It's good to see you stopping by!
Thank you, too, for the sweet comment. It's good to see you stopping by!
Yesterday 2:22am
but i believe sometimes it is good to be stubborn... well, to read you it's a pleasure...
Yesterday 2:27am
It goes both ways, because while you were writing that comment, I was on your page commenting on your last, (its awesome!) one.
Yesterday 2:33am
Yesterday 3:18am
"You see the potential
of me wearing
the best of my words"
Beautifully penned, Mark. Into the list it belongs. I felt the longing in your words, as well as the excitement. Loved the lines above. Excellent read, my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
of me wearing
the best of my words"
Beautifully penned, Mark. Into the list it belongs. I felt the longing in your words, as well as the excitement. Loved the lines above. Excellent read, my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Yesterday 3:24am
Thanks Damian.
So I had a pity party moment when i wrote this! Actually not really. It was influenced by a few things. I just tried to tie it all together into a decent write. Trying to keep my writes interesting, ya know?
So I had a pity party moment when i wrote this! Actually not really. It was influenced by a few things. I just tried to tie it all together into a decent write. Trying to keep my writes interesting, ya know?
Yesterday 3:34am
Felt the ache here for sure, Sty. I like how you wrote this in the style of a diary entry & placed yourself in a particular era. I feel I am also in that phase also & not looking forward to winter at all, lol! Love this glimpse of the sun, however:
"Winter is pulling at me
It's a bitter, selfish whore
I crave the sun, and heat
and more time with you"
I like that tree artwork too, sexy legs! 😉😆
"Winter is pulling at me
It's a bitter, selfish whore
I crave the sun, and heat
and more time with you"
I like that tree artwork too, sexy legs! 😉😆
Yesterday 3:50am
Yesterday 4:07am
Yesterday 5:54am
Dear S,
Are you kidding?! This is so good it’s annoying!
Actually, it’s absolutely stunning!
I loved the metaphor of the
“This Autumn, of my life;
Winter is pulling at me”
And
“A freeze is forecasted
and then there will be a thousand pieces
of broken glass
A sharp reality; I'm alone”
This is beyond beautiful! The gravitational pull of such a love is so evident throughout this write. But I’m still annoyed how lovely it is. H🌷
Are you kidding?! This is so good it’s annoying!
Actually, it’s absolutely stunning!
I loved the metaphor of the
“This Autumn, of my life;
Winter is pulling at me”
And
“A freeze is forecasted
and then there will be a thousand pieces
of broken glass
A sharp reality; I'm alone”
This is beyond beautiful! The gravitational pull of such a love is so evident throughout this write. But I’m still annoyed how lovely it is. H🌷
Yesterday 12:44pm
Pure poetry Mark & it's a pleasure to read this on a grey Sunday morning. Kudos.
Yesterday 11:04pm
This was poetically mesmerizing and emotionally moving. The longing is palpable and the reason understandable.
Today 3:12am
I love this write. The longing is felt and reflected in each word.
This is why I love reading your work. You keep it original, and I can always
feel and see the emotion through your writing.
I love watching you get ready when I'm there.
Putting your Del get up on and getting ready to go have dinner or taking me
somewhere I want to go like TJ Max. hahaha
What can I say, it sucks that I'm not their full time, but I'm working on it!
Thank you for that:)
This is why I love reading your work. You keep it original, and I can always
feel and see the emotion through your writing.
I love watching you get ready when I'm there.
Putting your Del get up on and getting ready to go have dinner or taking me
somewhere I want to go like TJ Max. hahaha
What can I say, it sucks that I'm not their full time, but I'm working on it!
Thank you for that:)
