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I WONDER

by Mark Maxey

It’s a cool breezy rainy foggy Saturday morn
cleaning up after a dinner party
and in the quietness of the moment
I find I miss your presence

I remember anticipating the Saturday morning calls
oatmeal breakfast before the street readings
speaking into a microphone as the cars drove by
or capturing you and JR on film as you sat near the water falls
the fellowship afterwards at the Red Cup
with a few other poets
I miss believing in those moments, as they were delightful
and I wonder
if you miss those moments too

It’s not a longing nor is it painful,
nor does it ache to reflect today
for I am over that aspect of things
it is more like a reflection in the pool of time
that is nice to look at again from time to time
and remember the joy we shared
not only with each other but with our other mutual friends
and I wonder
if you miss those moments too

I sit here drinking coffee and smoking a cig
classic rock music on the radio plays
I remember a Saturday we sat and drank coffee and smoked cigarettes
we talked openly of our lives, our plans and just basked in the moment of fellowship
a bond was made that now seems disjointed
a Saturday I know I enjoyed for we connected on so many levels
and the happiness we felt in talking and sharing in that moment
it was a bond that seemed to compliment each other
and now I sit and reflect and think
I miss not being able to talk to you again
and I wonder
if you miss those moments too

The dinner parties with our mutual friends
we ate, talked, laughed and had a few beers
we talked about so much with everyone
it was a moment that was enjoyed by all
but now the abandonment
leaves only a small reflection in the pond of time
but one that is nice to sit and look into on a day like to day
for in those memories are good times
and I know I miss not being able to call or talk with you again
and allow our talks to illuminate our life with inspiration
I wonder if you miss those moments too

I wonder if in time we might connect and talk again
and I wonder if you ever think of that too
for I feel our connection has not exhausted its life yet
But
I may never know
but those were good times
and I wonder if you ever wonder

08/10/2004

Posted on 01/27/2005
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