{"id":1033,"date":"2016-05-23T01:07:06","date_gmt":"2016-05-23T06:07:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/?p=1033"},"modified":"2016-05-23T01:07:06","modified_gmt":"2016-05-23T06:07:06","slug":"poem-for-patti-1968","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/2016\/05\/23\/poem-for-patti-1968\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem for Patti 1968"},"content":{"rendered":"

I have found a way beyond the gaseous state of my mind, <\/span><\/p>\n

While absent thought or memory emptiness forms a blind, <\/span><\/p>\n

Unable to penetrate the unseen forces brought of loneliness, <\/span><\/p>\n

With no thought to guide my form I have become a mess, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Written words with no destination found its way to the floor, <\/span><\/p>\n

Each word I write sounds so lonely I just can’t write anymore, <\/span><\/p>\n

One hundred twenty five days of fear that’s brought by war, <\/span><\/p>\n

Crumpled paper in a corner says I should leave it at the store, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Absence of Texas nights fill my room with more emptiness, <\/span><\/p>\n

Words to apologize for saying I care seems wrong I confess, <\/span><\/p>\n

But if I have to, to keep you near, as an old broken friend, <\/span><\/p>\n

From the confines of my assignment I’ll love you to the end, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I’ve folded paper into shapes all covered with but a word, <\/span><\/p>\n

Dear is a stop sign in my letters for words that go unheard, <\/span><\/p>\n

From my heart through my mind and down to my fingertips, <\/span><\/p>\n

I try desperately to be just a friend then I remember your lips, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Fear is a sensation that accompanies me when I walk alone, <\/span><\/p>\n

My room is slowly filling with “afraid” as if it’s a light shone, <\/span><\/p>\n

No man can protect you as I can for I’ll be a fortress of stone, <\/span><\/p>\n

Love creates devotion yet devotion is love’s best part known, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A fortnight and a near a week has returned me to this place, <\/span><\/p>\n

The tag of ‘no mail Pat’ brought tears racing down my face, <\/span><\/p>\n

More painful than a bullet ripping through my flesh to stay,<\/span><\/p>\n

Memories of your eyes upon me dim with each passing day, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dark waters pound against the rocks creating ocean spray, <\/span><\/p>\n

My creation of dark waters explain teardrops within the fray, <\/span><\/p>\n

Tides made of fallen tears have joined the battering today,<\/span><\/p>\n

Each wave a creation of my pounding heart withering away,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I see my heart amongst debris I’ve thrown upon my floor, <\/span><\/p>\n

There’s a letter beyond dear wishing we eloped long before, <\/span><\/p>\n

Each word was truth I spoke to you when I worked in a store,<\/span><\/p>\n

If again I see you Patti Gail I will speak to you of evermore, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As darkness fills my room with darkening of what was day, <\/span><\/p>\n

You’ll invade my mind for near two hours before I find a way, <\/span><\/p>\n

To type words begging forgiveness for what I meant to say, <\/span><\/p>\n

Or am I a fallen warrior locked in limbo before I can go away, <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

No greater pain or punishment could be placed upon my soul, <\/span><\/p>\n

I am the lowest point achieved by man unless thrust into a hole, <\/span><\/p>\n

I’ve carried this tissue of your lips imprint until no longer whole, <\/span><\/p>\n

Oh how my life has changed if begging forgiveness is my goal,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

If I could leave this place with purpose to tell you of my heart, <\/span><\/p>\n

Tears would flow from my eyes while I struggled hard to start, <\/span><\/p>\n

I would tell you of wasted paper with but a word upon the floor, <\/span><\/p>\n

I’d say that I’m sorry, but since that day I love you even more. <\/span><\/p>\n

The end, by Pat to Patti December 8, 1968<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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