SOUL MEMORY
Aligning core below to above
Sirius clapped in glee
urging group into Time out of Space
Pyramid, triangle of my refuge
and direction
Mercury watched soul circling Squinx
Dogons ancient guiding mission
......
“Good things come and go”
A pretty anarchist said to him
her white knuckles brushing
stringy brunette hair from her forehead
“But they always come”
She let out a sigh he could feel in his bones
and it reverberated to his core
She told me of the magic she found in this world
of spells we cast upon ourselves
......
The colour I always picked was you,
Making everything gorgeous—
that's your hue
That was consuming fast.
In my book, you,
the colour which dominates the vast.
Never knew,
the ink was getting low and low,
The marker was getting faint and slow.
......
I remember running up and down nanny’s playing hide and seek .
Now I’m wishing you was here so we could all give you a kiss on the cheek .
I remember you and Jason shouting about your rival teams
Now I’m hoping I get to talk to you in my dreams .
But what I remember most about you Ian is your smile . The way it filled a room with brightness and how you made all of us kids laugh almost everyday I love you for this I thank you and I will miss you so much xxxxx
To the part of a beautiful journey
Who was never the destination,
I still have a part of you
You'll never be forgotten.
If I say I don't miss you
That's surely a lie,
I wish I could stop the time
Which continues to fly.
......
SOUL MEMORY
Aligning core below to above
Sirius clapped in glee
urging group into Time out of Space
Pyramid, triangle of my refuge
and direction
Mercury watched soul circling Squinx
Dogons ancient guiding mission
......
The colour I always picked was you,
Making everything gorgeous—
that's your hue
That was consuming fast.
In my book, you,
the colour which dominates the vast.
Never knew,
the ink was getting low and low,
The marker was getting faint and slow.
......
To the part of a beautiful journey
Who was never the destination,
I still have a part of you
You'll never be forgotten.
If I say I don't miss you
That's surely a lie,
I wish I could stop the time
Which continues to fly.
......
If you forget me,
let it be like the tide forgetting the shore--
slow,inevitable,
but never cruel.
Let it not be silence that swallows my name,
but the soft blur of time
rubbing gently at the edges
of what we were.
......
I heard a song that took me back
The lake in ‘85
Almost like we were still there
And she was still alive
I listened and I sang along
Then heard her voice so clear
Singing with me, in my head
As if she was right here
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