It took me a while to write to you
I feel such a fool, trying to keep my cool
but you left so suddenly maybe even willingly
anyway, I am still surrounded by you staring at your
coat so blue – I guess it’s true how much I miss you
just the thought of you, your lingering notes floating
around, laughter all around over steaming hot filter
coffee, as you fill a willing void not even thinking about
a possible loved one feeling destroyed – It was not intentional
not even conventional but I feel so blue missing you, your
soothing tone as you shared similar fears, missed chances
broken dreams, even ruby red silent screams whilst smiling
at neighborly parties, pretending to be what we were not
oh I feel such a fool losing my controlled cool, opening up
your embracing heart, our connection secret although
some would gladly kill it – I could not help the occasional
brush of skin, a soul so keen yet unseen but you knew
me too, I will always remember you, the aura of you, your
constant halo so blue, like the last layer of sky before heaven gently
removes you from this accusatory earth, a necessary rebirth.
The hardest thing for me was to see you off unwillingly but
I know you will see me in the whisper of the wind, your eternal friend,
it will never end – It’s just so unfair how we need to find a balance,
avoid the inevitable challenge and drink from the peacemaking chalice –
Your musky smell remains even though it left me in chains, only now and then
tightening my blue veins as I smile once again at parties to forget loving rows after your
forced exit – I know I’ve said it but don’t ever forget it, you are still an invisible part of
me, it’s just so hard to play this emotional card – Daily reminded of blue as you left me
echoes of you.
© Don Beukes
Excerpt from the book “The Salamander Chronicles”
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About the Author
Mr. Don Beukes is a retired teacher of English and Geography. Originally from Cape Town in South Africa, he grew up in the shadow of Table Mountain, always aspiring to achieve the best in life, despite living in a racially divided country. He lives by his favorite motto ‘Carpe Diem’ and endeavors to seize every opportunity in life to make the most of each day. This also filters through to his poetry, attempting to adjust our moral compass in our ever-changing global village. He enjoys gardening and is a keen amateur photographer.
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