Broken

Sudden out on quiet times right
Before the sun sets and the
Yellow trees are calm and
Just blow in the bright
Breeze. I

Think I see you in trees as
A passing shadow or just the sound
Of crunching leaves and the
Break off somewhere of old and barren

Branches I cannot see. This must

Be it. The time when the road winds
Off to a canyon and there is a path I
Found once on halting autumn days and
Took, took to small towns with coffee
Shops in corners and tables cast always in

The mid-day sun. There, there again I
Caught a glimpse of you in a mirror going
Up the winding stairs. The breeze. The view
Off to mountains with the lone speck of

A form on a hillside climbing up and
Up…

8 thoughts on “Broken

  1. Sherry Blue Sky October 23, 2016 / 5:58 pm

    This is very beautiful and leads the reader along to the wonderful uplift at the end.

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  2. Mary October 23, 2016 / 6:40 pm

    This is the second poem I have read today about the looking for the one who is no longer there..so often in life we do this and remember what / who it is we no longer have. Doesn’t stop us from looking though!

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  3. Susan October 23, 2016 / 10:40 pm

    Quite wonderful to have this glimpse of another dimension, where, perhaps, nothing is broken.

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  4. thotpurge October 24, 2016 / 12:55 am

    small town coffee shop and something familiar in the distance… a great scene.

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  5. Truedessa October 24, 2016 / 1:50 am

    I have known this feeling looking for that ghost who once breathed life into my very soul.. he left in silence and I still remember all his words…

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  6. Rosemary Nissen-Wade October 24, 2016 / 6:33 am

    Beautiful poem, and apt for the approach of Samhain. Not only the recurring glimpse is haunting, but also the environments visited / remembered, which recall that person.

    (I admire your flow, line breaks and punctuation, too!)

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  7. Sanaa Rizvi October 24, 2016 / 9:11 am

    Beautiful poem.. the tone the pacing the imagery all create such a palpable feeling of sorrow and longing.

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