tugger
Member
DISTANCE
Funny how
words on a page
can play games
with distance.
You can be
worlds away,
then, suddenly
before me.
Shining
on every
missing piece
inside me.
Here, now,
it's rainy
morning, and
stoney grey,
While there
you gather up
the pale sun of
afternoon.
There is
no distance
like that of
separation.
But see,
this poem
has come to sit
beside you,
You've tugged
its mood
and simple sounds
toward you,
To bring
a lonely,
sad, bit of me
to touch you.
- tugger
Funny how
words on a page
can play games
with distance.
You can be
worlds away,
then, suddenly
before me.
Shining
on every
missing piece
inside me.
Here, now,
it's rainy
morning, and
stoney grey,
While there
you gather up
the pale sun of
afternoon.
There is
no distance
like that of
separation.
But see,
this poem
has come to sit
beside you,
You've tugged
its mood
and simple sounds
toward you,
To bring
a lonely,
sad, bit of me
to touch you.
- tugger