Bring it Back

they had all disappeared

all the flowers

and color was fading

running away

to find the sun

and there I was

in this picture

shapes and a hot breeze

and nothing there to guide me

and show me the way

the sound had died long ago

I was lost and pining for the world

I used to know

Landscapes full of wonder

and treasure buried in the clouds

the song and hum and chirps

from earth to me

gone and going

and I was lost

afraid to move and follow along

afraid I’d lose this memory

and soon I would fade

disappear and try to find the sun

I held out my hand and traced

horizons with my fingertips

and screamed into the nothing

that was absorbing everything

I screamed so long I felt like dying

until a fleck of blood erupted

and flew and splashed across the sky

Magic and I breathed in fury

as I fought to dream again

there, at the end of my hand

far along this arching line

earth and sky met and there they sang

and my fingertips created fire

that bled into the red

the colors I refused to let go

and the nothing began to creep

as I began to cry, teardrops fell

and oceans began to howl

where the the blue of my sorrow

began to fill and the skies were perfect

mirrors cocooning this transformation

and others began to spill back into the picture

and we began to sing and fill the nothing with sound

and painted the earth back with love.

We all began to sway and twirl and dance

got the galaxy back on track.

And with every breath we pushed and shoved

and made the nothing into something,

a retreating shadow.  A memory of what never was,

and when we dreamed, the moon came back and

added the suck and hiss of a farewell kiss.

Life came back and we tended to it.

Embraced it and loved it.

We just had to remember the words

the words that build and shape

and create.  Life and love, hope and a reason to dream.

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Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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