Consider Kaitie | Poem

 
Consider Kaitie

Soft white walls around you,
images of roses come through time,
and replace the welting eye brow
that watches -- moving slowly
through demented wrinkles of
confusion--
locked inside of memory, those
who have not forgotten.
But what ways of the wind have
you turned?
What direction can you absorb
the sunlight in your face--
gold, and hanging low in the sky?
I walk out in the early mornings,
and within each silent moment,
wander with each soft breeze,
in long breaths, in long sighs.
So many whispers of sadness
blow by--
eyes of souls in passing,
I no longer see -- searching
the darker forest inside of me,
but not without the sound of
you calling.   Life, can so be felt in greater
distances than this--
the face of a child that smiles
inside us--
the lost, or stolen kiss.
The innocence will always be you--
thoughts of love take you, back
into rooms of your heart,
where somebody watches--
someone remembers,
the dark red rose, that
springs each winter.

- David Culver
 

to David   /   to Moongate

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