I wanted to try writing poetry again. It’s never been something that’s come easy to me since I’m better with flowery words in longer prose, and I usually fail for words when it comes to painting something more abstract for a proper poem, or at least, something that resembles one. I found a TED Talk about poetry tonight though, and I followed its guidance for an idea. This is what I came up with, in memory of one of my best friends who lost her life too soon when we were teenagers.
Etching people of never past across wallpaper,
a childlike innocence rapt with brilliance —
you were a creator of life.
Your very presence brought sunshine into my bleak home;
my upstairs of cobwebs and stale, stagnant air.
You made me a creator of life, too.
I loved you like a lily loves the sun;
a flower sprung to life and realized as something beautiful.
And now I love you like Autumn rain.
Nostalgia and fragments of you haunt me.
The pages I salvaged from your heart’s permission,
they are your eternity.
As a creator of life,
you drift among faded lines of frozen expressions,
and I cherish the soul you left in that ink.
I’ve wilted without your sun,
and the smell of pencils have turned to must,
your legacy now etched into my lucid dreams.
© 2019 Shane Blackheart