Night hangs like
heavy fabric—too heavy
to be comfortable.
This night is taking toll
of my thoughts. If it collects
like this from others, it… 15 more words
As I stay.
As I stay, he goes away. His dark hair curls at the ends as I watch him walk back towards his house. I have known him for as long as memory serves me; our last words as we embraced— “I love you like a brother, man; I’ll miss you.” I fight to hold back tears while I make the familiar trip back home. 447 more words
Click here to hear the poem read aloud: https://anelephantcant.files.wordpress.com/2016/08/20160820_101402.mp3I am strangely moved I watch them go My jacket streaked with hunger I am aware that time has passed We met before when I was younger The bread rolls in my pocket The scribbled note’s remains I know for sure what I have lost But not what I have gained The boy was most articulate We are a travelling school She teaches us the three subjects We have no need for rules Some things we learn for wisdom Because they’re good to know Some things are just necessity How to run and how to throw What is the point learning to cut If you do not have a knife She teaches us to make such things To live a balanced life We learn to read from all these books That someone wrote for us She teaches us to write our own That’s why we call her Taurus I now pretend indifference While taken by her charms She steps unknowing to the night The baby in her arms The boy is sore to leave me there He blinks turns quick away Her fleeting smile shines from without Perhaps we’ll meet again one day