..2.. two dark souls

9/07/01



two dark souls alone in the night

struggling

with all our might

for life ..... and breath

nevermind what is right



moving onward, though

we see each other

not at all..... we feel

irrepresibily always

connected

together

in the light

of the deepest abyss



our glowing embers

of truth and glory

without the illusions

of hope, we gave up

long ago



yet we know, that

which can't be will be

as we press

the unyielding waves

fighting with

all our might

they move silently onward

to carry us deeper

in their grasp



though we be worlds apart

alone, empty, desperate

unfeeling with

heartwrenching tears



our solace,

our strength

our light

our breath

our life from death

day from night

surface from the depths



setting foot

home at last

where there was none

in the purest of hearts

untouched, for i have

waited for you

dream of ages



through all others

you have come to me

i for you

the only paths

left to follow



though we deny

and run away

farther

to our dying days

our last breaths

bring us at long

last together



in your sweet

breath, your

warm lips

i find peace



that which cannot be

which would not be

now is - death

come quickly now

take me

take us all

nothing else matters

any more



but the glimmers

of your smiles

as we look to the heavens



in your eyes

all of life i see

all of death

holding you tight

together forever

we are one

loving, breathing

dying, living

embracing

everywhere

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Lorraine Reutter's picture

John, the poem started off dark yes ...but the ending was beautiful ...thanks once again ...Lorraine

Jolene Coiner's picture

I actually kind of like how it 'steals' your breath. I expect it to be very dark but it ended beautifully. :)

Dawn Newell's picture

Here I am as you so graciously requested through e-mail. I've read 3 of your 4 pieces posted here. Thus far, this is the strongest IMO. It doesn't have the stream-of-consciousness feel that another of yours here has ... and it approximates free verse better than the other two I read here. May I ask why you don't prefer stanzas? White space (between stanzas) can help the reader "catch his breath," and it tends to force the poet to structure his writing in logical units. Powerful lines with fresh imagery: "connected together in the light of the deepest abyss" ... and "without the illusions of hope, we gave up long ago." Don't often find THESE words in a love poem from poet to beloved. That's just intriguig!

Teresa Jacobs's picture

Wow!!!! Beautiful, beautiful, this poem is beautiful. As we press the unyielding waves fighting with all our might... Keep on writing. This poem is great. I like your style. Teresa

mizzscarlett's picture

I wish postpoems had some way of tracking when new poetry is added by a certain poet. I'd definitely subscribe to yours :-)

Misty Lackey's picture

this poem started out very dark and sad but at the end was very pretty.. and sweet to love.