
In the bright cave
of memories, retained
lives a warm smile
kept, always, for you
Glowing with sharp precision
it will not fade
You painted the walls
of this space I occupy
With no hint of any slight
that could be held to you
No reason for ill thought
of any kind could be
Though I leave you here, our story over
You’re imprinted on the person
you helped me become
You showed me
a new map of the world
Your mind caught mine
and threw it wide open
I’d never known
such connections could exist
though now friendship only
it’s deeply revered
I remember how we lay
on your narrow bed, listening
Playing each other the records
of the songs that shaped us
You span me ‘Harvest‘
I unreeled ‘Knock Knock‘
Our minds at peace
in the glow of your globe
When I felt the slow damp tears
collecting in my heart
How I hoped this map would lead us
somewhere else
I’d been so sure
our river was longer
with more meanders
Still your wisdom remains, retained
deep within my bones
You showed me a new map of the world
Where you’d come from
well, I’d never been there
Now, I wonder if I’ll ever go
but if I do, know I take you with me
fondly, always, in my memory
Still your easy way has etched
its map across my brain
A place I think about so often
A place I’ll never be sure
I should have left…
[2011]
Thanks for reading.
Sweet and somber. A very tender poem.
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Thanks Delia. I wrote this one for one of the most genuinely nice people I’ve ever met. I wanted to give thanks for them, even if they’re no longer in touch.
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It’s strange, and wonderful, how even the briefest of encounters in our life can have a lasting and profound influence. Sometimes bad, but mostly, I find, good!
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Absolutely Peter. It’s magical and wonderful. We’re accumulations of all the human interactions we’ve had. This was one of those special ones, for sure. Thanks for reading.
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