Prose - When Will It Happen?

You were always there waiting
For a patch of blue in a storm cloud
So you could smile at what you might find
Because you knew then that what you waited for
Was not a dream but the water that cooled your mind

You felt love before you left him
To save your skin as the tree branch fell
And broke into pieces washing ashore at last
Into your parched living room to rest
So you could stitch the dead leaves into your past

In a dream from which you never could awaken
You reached and called a number that never rang
Because the line wasn’t connected to anything
But an erstwhile lover you sat next to on a broken sofa
As you wondered if he would ever know the song you bring

It’s not the thought of real love that hurts so much
But the empty hands of companionship that caresses
Your life and who you are because of all your losses
And the chance you had to be held at night
As the birds teach us to sing a lullaby with our own voices

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SilentReed 5 years ago from Philippines

"So you could smile even as it rained" brought a smile on my face, reminding me to count my blessings. I have taste the sweetness of rain caress my face as it soothe and wash away the pain. ;) Thanks


AUPADHYAY 5 years ago

My dear friend, first of all I want to congratulate you about your hub EROTICA, being a featured one under the topic prose poetry on hub pages. Congrtes you a lot by heart. This poem has forced me to think deeply and found myself to be learnt a lot from your articles. Great poem indeed and voted it up.


PenMePretty 5 years ago from Franklin

Tran sending..............beyond...it changed the rhythm of my heart...


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@SilenReed - Thank you. I'm glad it made you smile. It makes me smile to hear you say that....

@AUPADHYAY - Ha... yeah EROTICA is a page-turner huh? I was a bit embarrassed at first to even post it but it's still there. I am very happy that anything I say can make another writer think about life. It's all I can ask for.

@PenMePretty - Thank you AGAIN! You are too sweet and I don't deserve you...


Elizabeth James 5 years ago

i know that you heard the word beauiful so many times, but this song was far beond any word i could ever think of.

~Elizabeth James


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@Elizabeth - Thank you for commenting. I'd almost forgotten about this one already because I've written probably 5 to 10 more since (not all posted here yet). I was very happy with this.... Your comment is very sweet. I appreciate it very much.

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