It's Over!

The sun rises in my coffee cup,
washing the sleep from my senses.
Abandoned, pain moves to caress,
exquisitely, familiarly, almost lovingly,
stroking every nerve end;
a high voltage current,
fizzing along willing conductors,
earthed within the subconscious,
lighting the darkened corridors
of my mind.
Sadness and regret pool,
forming twin waterfalls
that cascade over puffy sills,
gravitating toward oblivion.
Memories, frolic in the shallows,
mocking my reticence in accepting
the inevitable conclusion;
it's over!

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Comments

skinner_jennifer | May 26, 2011 - 15:59

hello threeleafshamrock,

this is such a sad piece, but so very descriptively
written. It warms my heart to know there is another
sensitive soul out there.

Jenny.

threeleafshamrock | May 26, 2011 - 16:11

Thanks Jenny; sensitivity is not such a bad thing ;)
Thanks for taking the time to read and comment,

Chris ;)

hilary west | May 27, 2011 - 21:23

Love affairs maybe but it is never over in life. What has happened to all your cherries ? You are certainly performing with this one. It is deep and heartfelt, a great poem !

threeleafshamrock | May 28, 2011 - 01:19

Thank you Hilary, I wouldn't swap your comment for a cherry. Appreciate you taking the time ...

Chris ;)