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Damon Patrick
Poems
Jul 2018
A Summer’s Dream
During a saunter in the abnormaly warm fall air
And amidst the trees that faintly glow from the residual summer's heat
She and I talk and laugh without a care
And listen to the crackling of the leaves beneath our feet
The setting sun sets her hair alight in autumn fire
And I bask within the warmth of its auburn flames
Its heat lifts our souls ever higher
As we each leave behind our names
I could dance forever amongst these swirling embers
Becoming one with a mid autumn’s breeze
My eyes widen as she leans in and whispers the words of a song that only she remembers...
Moonlight fills the room around me like a flurry of white ash
Burning my eyes with each flicker of the undulating curtain
Waves of frigid air wash over me and the empty bed beside me
A discordant silence fills my ears
Which yeilds only to the light thud of sweat on my sheets and my heavy breath
I step onto the frozen floor and make my way to the open window
I shut it, momentarily shunning the oppressive cold
Another breeze touches my back
Carrying with it wordless whispers of the past
I pass the threshold into the endless void
The floor creaks loudly with each step towards the second window
As I am about to reach it, I see a light in the corner of my eye
A pale blue spark glints off of the unsightly scar on the mantle
I grab the urn and cradle it in my arms and fall to the ground
A cry of anguish fills the empty house
It fills me too
For hours I lie on the dark wooden floor
Watching the sky melt in the approaching dawn
Finally, it catches fire and the world bursts to life
I rise and step out onto the balcony
Then turn around to look at my house one last time
And we fall backwards into the embrace of the morning air
Together...
Time slows down as I descend
She cradles me as I softly drift towards the ground
I cannot help but remember the days we would spend
Swept away by every melodious autumn sound
My vision fades like a dying ember
Yet all the while, I gaze into her amber eyes agleam
Singing the words of a song that we both remember
As we sink into a pleasant summer’s dream
#pain
#loss
#dreams
#sadness
#fire
#summer
#autumn
#fall
Written by
Damon Patrick
18/M
(18/M)
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