A familiar place, would be so near my eyes I’d have to stop and look around see the trees, shelters near by, a place we might see skis or bicycles moving by, while the two of us, you and, me and, we could be together there alone I’d reach out and touch your shoulder, yourContinue reading “These Traveled Trails”
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An Angry Proposal
I tried to be accommodating, understand the circumstance, yet instead provide a solace that might help you to recognize not an ill bone in my body when knowing you, when holding your love in my mind. I cried as anyone naturally might, when everything I breathed and imagined, felt the old oak of aContinue reading “An Angry Proposal”
Whispers For Her
In the quiet of our lives, we once could listen, the wind a breeze of sweet melody, would we wish forever. Now the clouds have passed, a starlit night, a short hour in between the longest days, of summertime. We will feel the wane, the crickets in weeks ahead will come to life, our worldContinue reading “Whispers For Her”
A Glance
When in a quiet moment would I extend my arms while somehow I wish not pretend I am always reminded as I was the years before how life felt real without our fears. Oh to wish there might be some solution, the dissonance painful, begging absolution. I noticed her eyes tonight didContinue reading “A Glance”
Walk Me
Live in a tunnel Concrete cave in a distance No longer is chance © Scott F Savage 5/2020
Not For You
I no longer want to write this for you, just for me, just a reason to wonder, letting my soul wander trying to piece together some remaining integrity the foolish man on the hill makes more sense to my life, not self-pity, simple reason, the end of a fantasy, I’ll give you that, my reality,Continue reading “Not For You”
Next Days
Would you know me tomorrow? If after sunset a man leaning against a concrete rail seemed more interested in the water below than curious onlookers, those that seem to care in the moment yet stepping past their lives matter more common facade human condition. Would you? ©️Scott F Savage
Oh, Would Wander
Oh, to have the freedom inside a dream, the one I seek every night, eyes close as I ponder having it seem some ability to wander might this be our destiny, to at least know our hearts can find each other in the darkest night, as a morning snow will give indication the changing seasonContinue reading “Oh, Would Wander”
A Forbidden Fantasy
For how often in our lives have we been tongue-tied unable to meet the grasp of telling truths belied. In a city of millions where to hide is to walk in sight when all of our lives, and dreams go quiet in the night. We did in once, realize the truth of ourContinue reading “A Forbidden Fantasy”
Personal Testimony 