"Splash"

[Michael Griffiths]

A work in progress...

"Splash"

Take away the night
yellow light
golden memory
faded love
brighter now than it ever was
Distant moments
future
past
present
blissed-out of feeling
lost
under closed eyes
lashes falling
wishes silenced
misunderstood
advice untaken
to be forgotten for a life
that isn't as
grand, but is
mine

Out in the garden
I see you in sunshine
long before spilled
misfortune left you alone
to soak up broken leaves
that are no longer
brittle
no longer
bare
I've missed seeing you
in our reflection ?
red leaves in full colour
allamandas
yellow
in full bloom
now lost
behind their own silhouettes
dangling
on mirrored concrete as
wet
as your future -
and left for you to splash and
feel
the rain that you
still create
with your yellow gum boots
from so long ago
As you leave
keep smiling, eyes wide
It will all come
true
again, one day
I promise you

 

[LarryMullen's POPAngel]

This is really pretty, Michael. I was going to quote a favorite part, but there were too many, I liked this so much. It's lovely, thanks for sharing it.

 

[Michael Griffiths]

This is really pretty, Michael. I was going to quote a favorite part, but there were too many, I liked this so much. It's lovely, thanks for sharing it.

Thank-you for saying so! I realized after writing it who it was really written to. I wrote it with the intention of writing to myself when was two (I guess my inner child), but I think it's also written to someone I just lost. If you take it as a confession to my two year old self, it's also a promise to that child - and, in a way, a promise to who I am today. The line gets blurred at the end.

 

[ACROB@T]

I've missed seeing you
in our reflection

Out in the garden
I see you in sunshine
long before spilled
misfortune left you alone

blissed-out of feeling

lashes falling
wishes silenced
misunderstood
advice untaken

now lost
behind their own silhouettes

...

 

[Michael Griffiths]

Acrobat: I do almost like it better the way you've edited it. In fact, even though it's a different poem in a way (I find it much more sad), I think it may work even better. I've always been a sucker for uplifting poems, as I always need that hope, but the way you've compressed it makes it much more real and poignent, I think.

 

[Sicy]

I like it