Look Back

April 2, 2011
The first step
The last step
And every leap
Of faith taken
Blindly; without question

Will you find the
Land ahead
Or fall unto

The first new
The last old
Nemesis dead:
They wear the same face
They share the same space
They are forever not together,
Intertwined in your thoughts, your heart
Your mind

The first lie
The last defense
And all your secrets stripped
Bare to shiver in the
Cold wind of

The first promise
The last farewell
To a man you thought to
Hold, to love and
Not any longer

The first oath
Your last hope
And no chance
To see the world
As pure again

Like glass shattered
On the floor
Like so much cold
Let in the door
Like the breath of love
And broken hearts that once united
Lying forlorn in the sand

Like all the waves that
Crash down on us
As we wait for dawn
To find us
Running reckless in the
Icy salt-laced spray

The first move
The last glance
At a past
Left scattered in the ruins;
There can be
No turning back

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very well composed said...
May 4, 2011 at 9:16 pm


and very sad

Don't stop writing, you are blessed.

Fozzy123 said...
May 4, 2011 at 8:37 pm
Beautifully done, The "first" and "last" metaphors give the poem an inner rhythm and flow, I loved the dark imagery, chilling at times, but very effective. Dramatic and sincere..
HatterMaddigan replied...
May 4, 2011 at 9:45 pm
Thank you very much! It's intended to be a bit haunting, so I'm very glad to hear that you enjoyed the darkness. Wonderful to hear you found it chilling. Thanks for taking the time to give constructive feedback!
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