it’s in the way you said it.
you reached out with courage.
you knew without asking,
without small talk.
when can i see you again,
as a statement.
using your power to find me,
to crush me.
i’m humbled by your beginning.
© r.e.l. 7/20/15
courage
forgetting
what is it
to forget?
a distant dream
gone by
known by only
a whisp
an ache that pulls
its way back
keeps trying
but cannot stick
or is it
a wish to
know nothing
feel nothing
be nothing
so that the pressure
to be more
absolves
even though
it forgets
it remembers still
i remember
© r.e.l. 1/3/12
Posted for Poetry Picnic 1/8-1/14/12 on Gooseberry Garden
beautiful one
come to me in a dream from far away, through smoky eyes or darkened skies. fly…
do i describe a land or courage that only i know?
the river is near to take us
with few words it speaks clearly…
i felt you watch me as i slept. i reached my arms out
did you feel them?
you are listening… say something to me, beautiful one
© r.e.l. 1/7/11
Image of a liquid star
Submitted for Thursday Poets Rally week 37 (1/13-1/19/11) on Promising Poets
existing
the mere fact
that i existed
seemed to
drive your heart
and give you courage
to travel
an ocean of time to find me
just to touch me
just to breathe my breath
once
© r.e.l. 10/31/08
this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 14 on Jingle Poetry
thanks so much to Jingle for this Most Graceful Poet Award on Jingle Poetry
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