Never be the same by Scott Cadence
I stare out the windshield
to streets and cars around me
the day has been long
and my sigh never long enough
to let it all go out on the horizon
blushing behind the mountains
a song plays in the background
blanketed beneath my thoughts
of trying to remember the last time
I actually gathered words into poetry
that meant something to me
When I first had this daydream smile of you
I learned happiness could come from a secret
ever since I've been chasing the thought of us with excitement
and have filled so many hours uncovering myself
there has been little time for anything else
Sometimes I can see the consequences ahead
and I'm afraid I will continue to ignore the signs
like I'm somehow smarter than the man before me
when I'm only really fixing the future with closed doors
leaving me with haunting regrets of what could have been
In the midst of a moment we've called a year
I've gained and lost a sense of direction for myself
I drive home from work with knowledge in choices
my foolish youthfulness has left stained on me
like rings of sweat left on a wood table
I stare out at the world and my eyes squint
at the reflection of time in the window
the rays of a setting sun ending another day
as I move further without hindrance
into the unchangeable
never to be the same.
09/08/2007 Author's Note:
Posted on 09/09/2007 Copyright © 2025 Scott Cadence
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by S. Pelham Flood on 09/24/08 at 03:59 AM daydreaming is a poet's best pasttime...and ignoring signs, we've all been there, time and time and time again...never learning, never changing, yet changing. Pelham |
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