Pensive Phoenix

I would sail to the other side of the world,
If that’s what it takes
To forget your face.
I’d rather dream, than face reality.
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I was afraid to love you,
And you had fought to me.
Desperation overtook fear
As life insufferably,
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It was a trade they knew to well,
Another place of endless hell,
Walked the streets since they were nine,
Couldn't see a world benign,
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They built the stones that we stand on,
They blessed and graced the work long gone.
They dropped the first seed into the earth,
To a mighty tree from it’s first birth.
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I see a burning inferno
Just beneath the surface of the world
It’s clouded, reeling with their screams
O madness, it seems so real
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This darkness takes a hold
Comes from the shadows
I fear it will not go
It always makes a show
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I linger here
All friends have gone
Family’s distant
The time is long
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This photo fills my eyes with
Memories
Fraught with colour
A claim that I have seen
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I come to you not as I wish
Broken words veil drowned desire
Silence was sealed with a sombre kiss
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How do I let you go?
How do I let you know
The thoughts inside my head,
The things that weren’t said.
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When I would go running to father for hugs
and admiring Nan's collection of teacups and mugs,
When I would pick daisies from the lush garden grass
and go with my mother to morning Sunday mass,
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I cannot imagine bombs dropping at night,
And the screams in the rubble,
And the smoke in the sky.
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They all stop in their tracks,
Begin to make jokes and wild cracks,
The fear is now showing,
The laughter is not knowing,
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On a birthday,
You will get presents and goodwill wishes
Cards and photographs will become your memories
It will be one of your happiest days
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I am a captive to myself
I let nobody in
I am an island on my own
No heart of mine has got a home
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Let us confess that we loved one another,
And mourn not our trouble
As daughter and mother.
I had but loved you once,
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Do you know how you wound, deep into my heart?
That no melody plays like it did at the start,
You don’t need your sharp axe or your sword in scabbard,
Your words deliver the intent equally as hard,
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I would share my time with grazing cattle;
Pondering their mind’s dimensions
And hope I’d find an answer
Mumbled in their cud.
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Still memories do patrol me,
Keep me awake at night.
Lulling in the shadows,
Carting through summersaults,
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