just words

[Trinique_Fire]

Legacy

My heart hurts
It's not enough to just remember
or to mold you in my mind
as the woman I suspected I didn't really know
but fell for all the same.
I wait to hear from you in the middle of the night
A scent
or breeze
to ease the tears that fall like rivulets
carving patterns into my heart of stone.
I hear you in her voice as we reminisce
together
matching piece for piece
the puzzle that was you,
both of us convinced you left us to find each other
when the pain of missing you became too much to bear
alone.
Caught like a deer in the headlights
I'd been too stunned to write
afraid I couldn't do you justice
and then worried it just
wouldn't be right
but now I've got it
like a gift of gab
you passed your pen to me.

 

[Tio_Narratore]

not just words, but just and good words...

 

[DG Hear]

Just my opinon but sounds like it was written from the heart
It shows. (nicely done)
Got my opinion after all.
DG

 

[Trinique_Fire]

Moth's Wings

What a mess you made
a perforation
in the creation of life.
You couldn't have thought
that this was okay.
How the hell were we supposed
to understand your logic?
But you did what you did
and now I'm searching for answers
not even God can give.
Wrapping my own grief around me
there's solace in the velvet dark
of dreams that allow us to cross
barriers of communication.
You should be here to explain
the craziness.
Anger floats
like summertime soap bubbles
on a breeze, never ending
extending
searching.
I want to pummel you
fall into your arms
slap your face
and make you take it back
until none of us remember
this transgression
that you gave like a rancid gift.

 

[Trinique_Fire]

not just words, but just and good words...

Just my opinon but sounds like it was written from the heart
It shows. (nicely done)
Got my opinion after all.
DG

 

[Trinique_Fire]

You used to whisper words like caresses
A kiss to heal my scraped soul.
Curling under covers late at night
we discovered
love
lust
and before the jealousy there was just you
and me
with miles to go between.
You were my haven
from a childhood storm
full of sin and shame
but when you came in everything changed.
I found strength in your voice
salve in your poetry
something to hold tight to.
You made us a pretty fairy tale
a blanket of comfort for me to hold
late at night.
When the going got tough
you let me do the same for you
until it all started to fall down.
Now I'm on the wrong side
of a one sided diatribe
with no rights or wrongs
and too many wrongs to right
without you by my side
this time
I almost have no idea how to fix this shit.
You had the voice and the soul
to help me heal and get back control
that I always felt was fast slipping away.
If you could see me now
you might be proud of how I survived
even as you finally gave it up.
It's too bad memories aren't tangible
but like so many dreams
they slip slide away
so before the sand in the hourglass runs out
I'll tell the world stories
of everything you'd have wanted to say.

 

[Trinique_Fire]

In Memory

I find you in the dark just hours before the sun
visiting my thoughts.
But you were never one to be quiet
always having to announce your presence
before God and whoever else cared to listen,
and so my dreams don’t disappoint.
I see you in me,
a side effect of growing older;
finally learning the secrets of the trade.
I stay up long hours
because the dark is safer
for the kinds of things I have to write
binging and purging on you
Ms. Wordsmith.
Like a disease
your memory haunts my heart.
It’s no hallucination when I say I see you
arms crossed
standing at my window and looking out at the lake
never saying much
just a low chuckle, ironic.
Inhale
Exhale
Breaths come and go but I can’t get you off my chest
and it hurts to breathe
especially in the wake of my sanity
flowing like water off my back
or could it just be
tears
in the fabric of what was once you
and me?
For the sake of our children
I’ll try to continue this legacy
you always knew was yours
and yours alone.
These memories of painful Technicolor
paint for me watercolor visions of the past
and I feel you inside
keeping the beat
deep in my heart
reminding me never to forget
the history we made
when this girl became woman
on her journey into tenacity.

 

[Trinique_Fire]

Surpise, on the inside
to learn what I learned
in the midst of perpetually searching for you.
We all wanted to purify you
desperate to clear your conscience of pain,
and watch you wake up to tomorrow’s light.
Finding God
Was never easy until I realized
That it can take a tragedy
For another’s soul to begin to heal.