Caught*

Poem by: Violet Vane

Summary

denial and disbelief are the second stage of grief...

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Submitted: October 03, 2011

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Submitted: October 03, 2011

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Caught

suspended by a breath,

reading these old love letters

that smell of roses and jasmine

and hearing the sounds

of angels sighing and

the fluttering of doves' wings

outside my window.

In this strange suspended animation,

I can still hear the words

of love that you spoke,

whispered softly.

I can picture your face,

pale and serious

in the moonlight

and I suspect that

we got lost that night

and fell into a dream,

a terrible dream of loss and separation

from which we can't awaken.

But in a moment,

we'll both wake up,

and laugh, incredulous,

because we would never

lose each other in the crowd,

we would never fall apart at the seams.

 


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Caught*

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denial and disbelief are the second stage of grief...
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