Words are so important. They allow us to express how we feel without the awkwardness of speech. Sometimes, when I talk, the words don't come out right or I don't get my emotions and thoughts across in the way that I want to. When I write, though, everything comes out so much clearer. I know what messages my readers are receiving and I can sculpt what I want to say until it's eloquent and perfect. Poems add a new dimension to writing. They allow us to communicate what we want to, but they also leave room for interpretation and space for readers to insert their own sentiments in a way that typical writing just doesn't. So, as I wrote this, my intention was to spark imagination while also honoring some of the deepest emotions of my heart.
This poem is dedicated to those whom we've lost, love, and always remember.
Starry nights on a blanket of sand
Memories of gentle breezes and a strong hand
They come rushing back from time to time
Cool breezes but warm touch
A promise to keep
Will it be forgotten?
As the horizon fades and the orange ceases
Can you remember me?
I thought about you the other day
As the sun rose and the birds flew
I thought of you
Above the horizon the light is born
It awakens the day and brings forth life
Startling the dark with the presence of morn
A long-lasting account of vital strife
A mix of colors combats for custody
Brilliant swirls of fire easing to night
Surrendering their spot reluctantly
Waiting patiently for the next moonlight
Drops of dawn arise with the early song
Little melodies of new happiness
Cheerfully cried out with joy before long
Seizing the day with lyrical vastness
And then I see you walking through the clouds
Smiling calmly as the bright light enshrouds.
