Where? Another Bit of Poetry

What is poetry to you?  For me, it’s lyrics of a song.  I always speak my poems out loud and listen for the music behind the words.  If there is no music, then there are usually no words.  When I met the love of my life I said her soul sang to mine.  I don’t know if that makes sense or means anything to anyone else.  How does a soul sing to another soul?  Do you think it’s possible?

Anyway, here’s another poem.  Let me know if you like it by a “like” or a comment.  Thank you.

Where?

Do you think of me?

As often, as I think of you?

Do you wake with the edge of a dream?

 

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Photo by Min An from Pexels

Still visually stimulating your awakening?

When you saw my face across a room?

Sleepily with eyes set on something that wasn’t my face?

When you finally really looked and saw me?

Sleepily beside you in nothing but…  and a smile?

Were you really seeing me there beside you?

Or were you staring blankly at the air?

Looking at something that was never really there?

The ceiling

The door

The fogged-up window

The floor

man-sitting-on-a-concrete-bench-373914 Looking every and anywhere

Where you are, is not there

You realize – I realize

You maybe were never there

You might never be there

 

 

I hope you all have a good day of seeking and searching.  Enjoy your day.

Goodnight Gracie! 🙂 ❤

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