The One I Run to…
There is no damn conceivable reason
That rationalizes the irrational
There is no damn retrievable season
That could take us back…
Here I stand.
Still. As a clear and ghosted night.
Unmoving.
Can’t let you from my sight.
Muscle tensed.
Ready at any moment to run,
Run to you
Who takes solace knowing, to you I succumb
The one.
The one I mull through every minute detail of life,
The one I can’t wait to share my poems to,
leaving out the words that may hurt you…
Because, no doubt they are pointed indeed,
Leaving no mercy for you or for me
This is why I simply can’t, and don’t,
Though, conscious says the word is “won’t”
Your approval could take me to the moon
And
Your burning eyes may take me there soon
Intertwined in every cell of my being
It seems.
Haunted in daylight and the darkness of dreams,
By your unmatchable and intentional placement of hands,
Haunted now knowing the same hands found new places to land
However brief,
For whatever why,
She brought you relief,
Each time I see it, I wish you’d just lied
There is no damn conceivable reason,
Bullied and broken all parts of me now
There is no damn retrievable season
That could mend what I’ve allowed
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So many wonderful lines and moments in this, Mary. I’m fond of these gems:
“Your approval could take me to the moon
And
Your burning eyes may take me there soon”
And these:
“Haunted in daylight and the darkness of dreams,
By your unmatchable and intentional placement of hands,
Haunted now knowing the same hands found new places to land”
Your poems have a very easy way about them. I’ve enjoyed reading them.
Ah! Thank you so much Bill. My mind is much more convoluted and hectic than what comes to the page.
Your input and complimentary notes on the poems have meant a lot to me. And reading your poems and others have really allowed so much room for growth. Yours have taught me a lot about not boxing in what we write. Thank you.
That’s what I like so much about LexPoMo — it’s a pretty giving and friendly and supportive community.
Truly! I never imagined such support and encouragement
Great poem Mary, deep emotions.
Thank you Linda
You captured that feeling of dissonance again…so familiar, that feeling of wanting to divulge all your thoughts to “your person,” but knowing that is NOT actually your person. You wish you could ignore reality, but once you have seen it, you can’t unsee the truth. Powerful piece!
Nailed it again 🙂
Also love those italicized stanzas…the repetition and rhyme are nice bookends.
ah-ha! Bookends. That was the word I couldn’t find. Thank you and thank you!!! Sad that today is the last day 🙁
I loved the short sentences at the start (“As a clear and ghosted night” was a particular favorite), and how they gave way to the longer musings. Each line was gorgeous and fit so well with the next that I would wonder where the poem was guiding us to, only to read the next line and go, “Ah, of course. That’s perfect.” The themes, the wistful distance, of this are also conveyed to not be heavy-handed but also not murky, a wonderful balance.
Lastly, I want to mention some of my other favorite lines: “Leaving no mercy for you or for me”, “Though, conscious says the word is ‘won’t'”, and “Your approval could take me to the moon / And /Your burning eyes may take me there soon”
There’s a lot of good in this poem!
Wow. I’m honored
Thank you for reading and communicating the details that touched you.
I am often not too sure where I’m going either 😆 but find my way as I go I suppose
I’ve loved reading your poetry this month. Beautiful!
However brief,
For whatever why,
She brought you relief,
Each time I see it, I wish you’d just lied
Made me sigh. Enjoyed getting to know you a little throughout this month. I’m glad you pushed yourself to do it!!
Thank you thank you! Back at cha girl. Truly! You’re inspiring and brilliant