KC M - Hello Poetry

Jul 2015

Ocean Blue

July 24th, 2014 at around 2 am,
Time in my European night,
After I had told you once more Je t'aime,
Making your heartbeats with mine to fight,
Through the distance we made a deal,
To be implemented if some conditions are met.
Days later, you confirmed and gave your seal,
Saying that you would not forget.
Very well, D. for Darling,
Now you need to hear
That if time comes - me howling
At the Moon, You breaking my vase - I'll be here.

Jul 2015

its gonna make sense

~

in the end
we'll gonna say
"yes reality
you're right"*

©IGMS

Truth hurts.

#truth #broken #depression #hurt #reality #10w

Jul 2015

Cecil Miller

Few and Far Between

I jumped on a freight in Monticello,
Didn't know where it was going - you
Had given up on me, baby -
So, I'd given up on you.
A rumbling song as the train rolled on,
I had plenty-a shine to drink-
I was trying anything I could,
So I wouldn't have to think.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams
Are few and far between.

I could still remember how
You said you wished that I would leave.
I'm giving you what you wanted.
Something you can believe.
You won't hear from me, anymore.
I know that to you I'm dead.
I won't ever haunt you,
Like your words that won't leave my head.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have,
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams,
Are few and far between.

The boxcar slowed in the railway yard.
I jump off - the gravel cut up me knee.
I heard them barking, so I took off a'running.
The dogs were closing in on me.
I made it to the Vieux Carr'e
Before the St. Louis clock struck three.
Tell the children I love them.
Or better, tell 'em not to think of me.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have,
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams,
Are few and far between.

I'll always wish it was different.
I hope you find somebody new,
Hope you find the kids a daddy
Who's good to them and you.
I hope you know that I really tried
To be the man you needed me to be.
I couldn't keep you from happiness,
You couldn't keep me from being me.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have,
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams,
Are few and far between.

I started writing this song in 1991.
The ispiration was a song called "Talk to me of Mendocino" as performed by Linda Ronstadt (from the albumn Get Closer), and Kris Kristofferson's Me and Bobby Mcgee,and my own exploits of hitchicking around the country at the time. The first and the third verse were writen at that time. The second and the fourth verse were writen about 5 months ago. I touched up the second verse today, as I submitted this work to be more sympathetic to the subject's mindset of depression.
This is kind of my Thomas Wolf piece. Part homage to my experiences, without being autobiographical, as I have no children.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I own the copywrites to this and all my work.
Please do not use this poem to buy, sell or fundraise for this or any other site.

#poetry #and #new #song #miller #between #few #far #orleans #cecil

KC M Jul 2015

I couldn't stand it.

I believed in too much
too early
and when reality
arrived I couldn’t
stand it.

KC M Jul 2015

Untitled

When forever
was shorter than
I thought ~

KC M Jul 2015

Oldest Memory

You were the oldest memory
I could ever think of
You were there when I was learning the alphabets
And having trouble memorizing the multiplication table
You were there when the teacher locked me out of the classroom

I wasn't able to bring a gumamela
You gave me one during Science class
You also helped me carry the logs
And amazed me with your ability to make fire
during the first camp out

I was quietly looking at your sketches
I once told you, they were good
But you just flashed a smile and
I've noticed the sparkles in your eyes
I know I should've concentrated in History instead

But Trigonometry and Physics were done
And we've marched down the aisle with flying colors
I've never seen you again
After you threw your tassel at our graduation day

Believe me, these memories came in to me
When I saw you again after 8 years of nothing
You were still the same innocent face I knew
Only a lot more of a beautiful face,
A more subtle eyes,
A more genuine smile
And it amazes me more
'Cause you've grown into a good man

And maybe... just maybe I thought,
It's because of the girl you're always with
In the photographs with a deep caption of yours
Maybe... just maybe
It's a lot more than I think
'Cause I knew it by the way you look at her

Cause that's how you used to look at me before

KC M Jul 2015

Bright Lights

These are the days
when I wish I've never
learned how to dance

These are the days
when I wish I've never
sung in front of the crowd

These are the days
when I wish I've never
opened myself to bright lights

'Cause when the darkness comes
And I'm left alone in the four corners of this room
The replacement of you are the pillows
And the cold sheets of the bed
And the ceiling when I want to see your face

And how I wish I've never forgotten you
And how I wish I've chosen you
And how I wish I've never let go

It's been almost 2 years and
I still remember the moment you walked into the room
Only wish you'd stayed
'Cause above all fame, you're still my home

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