The Teal Bucket

For Beverly…

August 19, 2008 · 3 Comments

There upon my mind

Sits the single promise

Of simplicity and content,

For you shine like the sun

In all its strength

Burning in the sight

Of my eyes that have

Grown weary with the

Years, have grown leery

With the tears of promises

Unfulfilled and unattained.

You were that single stable

Focus that was lost among

The measure of youth

And uncertainty. Days past

With seasons that have

Simply disappeared upon

The moving hands of the

Scratched face of this

Temperamental timepiece,

My mind.

Talk of passion, burn the

Flame, and I feel the

Life that does go on

As I capture the test

Of will in the wild wind

That wraps her arms about

My form freely accepting

Her caress and touch

As I spin in this dance

Of perfected movement.

When there was a time

That you had given me

Your face to feel with

My hand, I knew that

Despite the pain of pure

Emotion, the reality of

Feeling and knowledge

Was ever more than enough

To sustain the laughter

And the smile of certainty.

There really is something

Wonderful about love,

But I don’t know when

That spring will come

And yet I fear the destiny

Laid before me like

Too many yellow bricks

In this unending road.

Yes, you’re on my mind,

But you’re nowhere

In my world,

But I vow to grab hold

Of that one word that

Seems so elusive to me

At times like this,

The word that your

Life’s joy and sorrow

Has demonstrated to

The unwatching world

Innumerable times in

The daily life you lead -

Courage.

I understand.

 

-Dakin 8/19/08

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