Wednesday, 16 November 2016
I wonder
I wonder what it would like to be
Invisible so no one else could see
You'd dance on the beach or in the park
With all your clothes off just for a lark
Is that what it's like for those who've passed
That may check on you just for a blast
Who wander round in the dead of night
You hear a strange bump and wake in fright
Perhaps the blanket slips off the bed
As you dream of when you were first wed
Happy as you recall days before
Still wrapped in her arms for evermore
And would she whisper those loving words?
Once more you'd be caressing lovebirds
At morn you'd recall that dream of yore
And discover the duvet on the floor
There's some comfort even though she's gone
As still her memory lingers on
Her touch, her kiss, laughing once again
At least those dreams take away the pain
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Remembrance is so sadly sweet. But yes, always near and never far, this I believe.
ReplyDeletestarts so funnily and gets so intense. loved it </3
ReplyDeletethis is so sad but beautifully written
ReplyDeleteAnd in dreams they can become visible again!
ReplyDeleteOh those moments when one enjoys the invisible are priceless moments....and so very real!
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful to have visitations in dreams.
ReplyDeleteI actually got chills reading this. But I don't thnk I would if I was there. I would go with it like the narrator of your poem. I would relish every single moment and the signs in the morning. Great wonderful poem.
ReplyDeleteYour deep love always shines through your poems.
ReplyDeleteSuch a strong and enduring love.
ReplyDeleteI like the thought of being invisible, especially as it speaks to freedom. And yes, dreams are filled with those who no longer can be seen.
DeleteElizabeth
Love is all sweetness, how wonderfully it fills the heart with dreams and memories bringing the loved one so near...
ReplyDeleteThis is beautifully tender and emotive ❤️
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words of love.
ReplyDeleteKind regards
Anna :o]
Wow, very sweet and tender...bkm
ReplyDeleteSometimes only we ourselves can see something or someone that is invisible tot he rest of the world. That invisible/visible can be our hope and solace...
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