I wrote this for my lovely wife Caroline several years ago.
LOVE AND ASHES
Sometimes love is like ashes
memories blowing in the wind
loving the scent of wood burning
passion on fire with hope
Walking home in autumn
the breeze shifts the leaves
such is everyday life when you are in love
the journey so pleasant
Filled with longing
hoping to see your face
in my dreams
when I open the door…you are there
Love is like ashes
memories blowing in the wind
the best part for me
is knowing it is you
I wrote this in 2006 after one of the worst trials of my life…has a good ending though!
WIND CHIMES
The house was still furnished
when you vacated our life
leaving me with Christmas memories
only two days old.
It took a week to remove everything
which I began immediately
even the pieces of tape
where pictures of us once hung…
I remember how the tree, still decorated
flew off the back of the over-packed truck
over the bridge and into the river
a cry of madness leaving my lips.
I returned every night for a week
scrubbing and washing
all the surfaces we leaned on
loved on…
Until every vestige was gone
any proof we lived there…gone
Before I left forever
I looked upon the outside of the dwelling
that was to be a new life for us
a new start from a mind only half healed
I saw a wind chime
hanging from the corner…
gently singing in the January night breeze…
I took it and walked away
never to return there again
going home to hang
in a new but familiar corner…alone.
Four years later
that same murmuring singer of wind songs
hangs from the house where we now reside
reminding me of a mind that has healed much further…
We are together again…
The wind chimes prove it…
Singing the same song…for different reasons…
