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Simple Times
by Alisa Jsthe doorway chimed and the oceans shined each time your face appeared
inside my mind, behind the words never spoken
aloud,
it's quiet here and has always been, I guess
within this place, I've found
but I digress,
and must press on with this knowing now
gathered in spite of that emancipated smile,
harvested in lieu of
that something deep, always out of reach
by candle light on that forbidden night
when nothing was impossible
and we had everything to gain,
inside our sweet refrain
we played with eyes not blind,
simple times ...
05/07/2008 Posted on 05/08/2008
Copyright © 2025 Alisa Js
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/08/08 at 03:29 AM You do well with memories. You do well with keeping them alive, it would seem. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/08/08 at 03:08 PM ...gabe calls it...you do well with those memories and too the slipping away of them as time goes on/by...and those were the days, my friend...we thought they'd never end ...tada, tada...and you capture that song well in ya'lls refrain, ;-) charlie |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/08/08 at 03:34 PM So sweet and we continue to look toward the recapture of the rapture. Very well done! |
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