One Step Forward

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem describes the confusion and denial someone feels when they lose a loved one.

Submitted: December 31, 2007

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Submitted: December 31, 2007



 It’s cold
Warm up the fire
Imagine blood flames dancing
Gone away
Wind too hard blown away
See dirt on the ground
When was it last year—
No, yesterday.
Dirt from the forests
Fresh smells, I lived for that
Where am I
I remember the trees
I remember, No!
Gone gone gone forever
Paths of now and then,
Alter these colors of my mind and
Slip away
The forest! I went there with
—his name?
What’s his name?
What’s his name?
What's his name?
Sunlit patches of isolation
Footsteps screams
Time has ceased to exist
It wasn’t my fault
The narrow path the narrow path
Went through my heart like ice beyond anything
There’s a fire now
And no wind

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