speckie's Blog

Stop the Spinning
Date: Jun 21st, 2004 11:11:34 pm - Subscribe
Mood: touched


My favorite narrative poem. I obviously didn't write it. Check it out for yourself:

I remember
The swing that never swung straight
And it scared me as it twirled so fast
But you were always there
To steer me straight
And the spinning stopped
And I saw where to go

You've been gone so long
And again I feel
Like I'm spinning too fast
I can't see where I'm going anymore
And I find myself waiting
Down by the swing
Waiting for you

I know you won't come
I know you can't come
But I know that I'll wait for you
I'm flying through the air
It always feels that way
But the swing begins to spin
I won't let it

I swing straight
Without your help
I don't need you
You're gone now anyway
I'll live fine without you
Though if I had the choice...
But I know that doesn't matter

Again the swing spins
And again I try to stop it
But it's out of my control
I spin faster and faster
My surroundings blending
Everything's a blur
The tears might have helped with that

I feel your hands upon my waist
I know your not really there
I know I must turn around
Turn around to see only air
But I wonder how long I can stay
Feeling your hands on my back
Even if I know your not there

The swing has stopped now
Without your help I know
And I know I must turn and face you
Turn to face the air
My eyes close to hold back the tears
That escape despite my efforts
To run down my face

I turn around
Knowing delay is useless
But I can't help but keep my eyes closed
I still feel your hands upon my waist
And now your breath upon my face
Is that your voice that I now hear?
Are those your tears mixed with my tears?

I wonder if I could stay with you
Spend an eternity here
Is this the most I can ever get of you now?
A mirage of your hands on me
Your words with me
Your tears to feel
Your breath to breathe

I know I'll never
Feel your body, see your mouth
Taste your lips, or feel your heart
All I can do is
Feel your hands, hear your mouth
Taste your tears, feel you breath
Will it be enough?

I know I can't be happy with these small things
I know there all I have
But it isn't enough
And it isn't okay
Though your voice keeps telling me so
I must open my eyes
And face the truth

There is no way to prepare for what I know is there
So I open my eyes
Which immediately fill with tears
I'm robbed of words as I collapse
But he really is there
To catch me and keep me from spinning
I don't know how, but he's here
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