Beyond the Beyond

by Ken Harnisch

You tell me I have memory
Beyond the beyond, as
Mr. McCourt used to say

Well, I do, and some of it
Goes beyond even the
Beyond you know.

Or maybe you do,
And are just coy enough
Not to say too much

Waiting for me to make the first move.

And here it is:
Remember those afternoons
I used to call from work

My girlfriend was down the block
And oblivious, and I spent an hour
On the phone with you.

And when I could, I graced
Your door and came inside
Where you served me tea
And roles we read from plays
That had a lot more romance
Than we put into the affair.

I think our kisses were
Not just light, they were
Ephemeral. So brief and dry we
Might as well have been relatives
For all the passion we, and they,
Both lacked.

But I always got the sense it was
Out of fear, not opportunity.
And I know you have wondered,
As I did, what might have happened
Had we both been unfettered
Of other chains.

Free of that, I am
Convinced our passion
Would have gone
Beyond the beyond


Posted on 03/26/2012
Copyright © 2021 Ken Harnisch

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/26/12 at 12:30 PM

I'm guessing those would have been nice memories to have made with you. Lovely, Ken!

Posted by George Hoerner on 03/26/12 at 08:10 PM

Ah, memories of memories. How age does urge to return to missed opportunities and take with it the knowledge of their present position. As was said so many years ago, " Ah love could though and I with fate conspire to grasp this sorry scheme of things entire, would not we shatter it to bits and rebuild it nearer the hearts desire!"

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/26/12 at 10:41 PM

Excellent musings.

Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 03/27/12 at 10:20 PM

What if....musings always leave me wistful and wondering for I believe we all have a little story left untold somewhere in our past. Interesting write.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/28/12 at 02:42 PM

I believe wholly that the *what-if's* loves we've lived through are what keeps us continuing our life when we're down.

Beautiful, Ken.

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