A poem by Harlon Rivers
Lost expectations
in the formative
years
cast faceless impressions
of difficult new
beginnings
into figurines perched on
the chess board
of a lifetime
Faded indelible words
were read out loud,
found within and between
someday’s lines
Banished by a jury of
peers
for rumored emotional
turbulence
Invisibly eternally
tattooed
on the outside of the mask
of my mind.
Branded and scared
by the poignant white hot
iron
of embedded forgotten
fears.
Anyone who had a heart
knows what will be will
be…
When you think
you have it all?
You have it all to loose…
What matters is found
scattered among the words
within the lines’ of the
heart’s
myriad of sentiment sung
Impassioned spirit
adorns the essence
of kindred hearts and souls
Volumes of evocative
poetic descriptions sketch
define and implement
hopeful deeds of kindness
Verbs written over time
can fade as if they were
evaporating tear
drops
Actual essence moves
dimensions of thoughts
miles of space…
Words left unspoken
only tentatively exist
while traveling
this journey of miles…
Unspoken reflections
carried as baggage
Silenced within insecure
moments
Words emotionally summoned
yet left unspoken
vanish like dust in the
wind
Actions stir emotions of
the soul…
The sounds of actions
breaking silence
remind you of foot steps
walking a mile.
Inaction is silenced by
raucous verbs
Their rhythm is the beat
of effort
Music to an empathetic
soul’s ears…
© 2012 Harlon Rivers
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