Always in Spring
jostled from wintry sleep
the time of renewal
I awaken to dreams of you
though you do not exist
real enough in my mind
my heart
with me you stay
always
more than a memory
I travel the road not take
I could not do right by you
know I did right by you thn
not just by me
my mistake, my folly
and so much more
I've learned
and felt
more than I thought capable
a pain that lingers, the dull throb
taps on my mind, a healthy reminder
I tried my best
chose accordingly
paid the price
more hefty than I could have known
consequences accepted with little option
but not so severe as what could have been, those you might face alone
and I don't know what will be
so you are not

It must be over my head, perhaps I need a translation.

I will face her alone
without a hand to hold
she will become my home
where I shall rest my soul
she may be unkind
but to her I must be true
for me she will find
my hiding will not do
death is my lady
to her I must be true
for she awaits me
no matter what I do
so I embrace her
with hands so full of life
I cannot replace her
and she will be my wife

Bet ya thought death was a man!!! How sexist the grim reaper is female!!!

Hope you don't mind me writing a poem on your post, I kinda hope you answer with your own. If it bugs you Let me know, and I'll stop.

I don't mind you adding one, but what little poetry I wroteYou really is old...I haven't written in ages.

You really couldn't tell what it was about?

Im thick, hit me with a hammer, then I'll understand. The ones i typed I made up on the spot, they take like 5 minutes...To qoute the true poet of our lives,,,,"its hard work"....LOL

I reread it I guess I understand now.

Ultraist, does my poetry stink as bad as my ideas? :D

I don't think she's read the thread