{"id":8653,"date":"2020-04-15T21:20:30","date_gmt":"2020-04-16T02:20:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=8653"},"modified":"2020-04-15T21:20:30","modified_gmt":"2020-04-16T02:20:30","slug":"beautiful-words","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2020\/04\/15\/beautiful-words\/","title":{"rendered":"beautiful words"},"content":{"rendered":"

“No,<\/em>
\nI am still surviving,<\/em>
\nbut I hope<\/em>
\nsomeday, someday soon,<\/em>
\nI will again<\/em>
\nbegin to live”<\/em><\/p>\n

-Edward Lee<\/p>\n

\n

I’m not gonna lie to you, I’ve been writing and rewriting a lot lately. These are two of my favorite pieces that I’ve written thus far, so please enjoy these poems. Thank you. Have a nice day.<\/em><\/p>\n

“Unsent Letter”<\/span>
\nThis is piece was inspired by “If By Chance” by Ruth B. and<\/em> The Light We Lost by Jill Santopolo.<\/em><\/p>\n

Hello, Old Friend. Do you remember me?\u00a0<\/span>
\nYou seem to have captured my thoughts recently.<\/span>
\nDo you ever think of me?<\/span>
\nDo you ever think of the nights spent dreaming and<\/span>
\nPlanning for a tomorrow?<\/span>
\nDo you remember the songs we sang as the rain broke\u00a0<\/span>
\nThrough the window pane and kissed our cheeks?<\/span>
\nI do.<\/span><\/p>\n

You know, some nights I dream about you.<\/span>
\nIt\u2019s nothing too crazy or wild, but I\u2019ll dream of you.<\/span>
\nWe\u2019ll be somewhere that I don\u2019t remember but<\/span>
\nCan\u2019t forget and we\u2019ll be doing something minute,<\/span>
\nBut there would be this free wind, this whisper of<\/span>
\nThe past, blowing through your hair. Your eyes would<\/span>
\nHave that look in them that conveyed so much but<\/span>
\nSaid practically nothing. And you\u2019d emit such a laugh<\/span>
\nThat could bring the world to a knee.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

But then I\u2019d wake up. Those are the saddest, I think.\u00a0<\/span>
\nThe nights when everything you wanted visits<\/span>
\nYou with a resounding disappointment.\u00a0<\/span>
\nWe were so young and dumb and willing to forget<\/span>
\nOur futures for something so fleeting.<\/span>
\nIf you could go back in time, would you?<\/span>
\nWould you come with me to a time where our<\/span>
\nOnly concern was each other?<\/span><\/p>\n

This might sound a bit selfish, but I see you every once<\/span>
\nIn a while. You\u2019ll be with your wife and your daughter and<\/span>
\nYou\u2019ll look so genuinely happy. And my heart shatters<\/span>
\nWith the thought that I, once upon a time, was the only<\/span>
\nPerson that knew how beautiful your smile truly was.<\/span>
\nNow, she knows our secret. She knows the innermost<\/span>
\nParts of your soul that only revealed themselves after<\/span>
\nNights spent on rooftops and in quiet retreats into the night.<\/span>
\nNow, she knows our secrets.<\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019m sorry. I\u2019ve bombarded you with overanalyzed<\/span>
\nemotional secrets. How is your life going, Old Friend?<\/span>
\nAre you happy? With her? Are you satisfied with the<\/span>
\nLife that has chosen you?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I hope you are.<\/span><\/p>\n

And the last one is just a poem about birds on a power line.<\/em><\/p>\n

“Finches”<\/p>\n

Pretty little birdie<\/span>
\nhow beautiful it<\/span>
\nmust feel to have<\/span>
\nthe wind rush through<\/span>
\nyou and have the\u00a0<\/span>
\nshivering chill\u00a0 reach\u00a0<\/span>
\nthrough to your bones<\/span>
\nThe freedom you<\/span>
\nmust face every\u00a0<\/span>
\nsingle day<\/span>
\nHow beautiful it<\/span>
\nmust be<\/span><\/p>\n

Pretty little birdie<\/span>
\nhow sweet it must be<\/span>
\nto be one with the sky<\/span>
\nand to sing her to sleep<\/span>
\n\u00a0and awaken her with<\/span>
\nyour sweet melodies<\/span>
\nHow so very sweet<\/span><\/p>\n

I wish I could be like you<\/span>
\nI wish I could fly<\/span>
\ninto the morning sky<\/span>
\nand chirp my thanks\u00a0<\/span>
\nto her in every intonation<\/span>
\npossible<\/span><\/p>\n

How lovely it should be<\/span>
\nto fall in love with the\u00a0<\/span>
\nworld below you<\/span>
\nHow lovely it certainly<\/span>
\nmust be<\/span><\/p>\n

How absolutely beautiful<\/span>
\nit must be to be a\u00a0<\/span>
\npretty little birdie<\/span><\/p>\n

Again, have an amazing day, and hopefully I’ll see you soon.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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