English: Earth and Moon taken from 50 million kilometers by Deep Impact (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
We each have those who worm their way into our hearts and souls, who take up residence in the deepest parts of us, whether we expected it or not. We each have beings whose memory or essence haunt us each day, for good or ill. At some point we find ourselves looking for those memories, mourning over them, reliving the joys, the pain, whatever we’d experienced at the time.
In most regards it doesn’t matter what the relationship with that being was. It doesn’t matter how long it took to form. All that is of consequence is the power of it, both then and now. That feeling, that remembrance and all it entails creates today’s test prompted by PAD.
PAD Day 9 Prompt: “When he’s gone”—Use this as title, first line, or within body of poem.
Without Definition
He stands outside
My circle now,
Where once he
Centered its sphere
Of time and space,
Part of the dream
Maker of laughter
And light, always
The munchkin of Oz.
Stronger bonds than
Friendship could account,
Than lovers could find,
Than sibs ever know
Within lifetimes spent
Trailing stars and paths
Among Moon’s shadows,
Between worlds explored,
Always on my blind side.
When he’s gone
Life no longer sparkles
As richly, sun’s rays
Do not reach into forests,
And Moon paths remain
Untrod by my feet as
Once they danced among
Worlds unseen by others,
For he’s gone, outside.
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Meena Rose
Your poetry makes my heart sing. Thank you for linking to Source of Inspiration. hugs, pat
Oh, thank you, Pat, for such nice words and sentiment. I’m so glad that you enjoyed it.
And you’re welcome for the link. I like finding so many wonderful sites and pages floating in the ether for others’ enjoyment.
Oh my Claudsy… this is so tender, so poignant, so achy. May you dance again, Clauds, under the pale light of the moon letting your light shine bright once more.
Aw, thank you, my friend. Those are loving and kind sentiments. I’m practicing my dance steps. I think I’ll go for a tango the next time.
Thank You so much for linking my post
x I really enjoyed reading Your poem
Thanks so much, Christine. I’m glad you dropped by. I like finding new sites to explore.