Because Poem by Willis Martyn

Because

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You passed from me
to memory,
with an ease I could not bare.

You slipped,
to silent fantasy
upon a parting stare.

Then breathless as a runner
or a swimmer out at sea,
I struggled with this fantasy
of time and fate and me.

Until my voice was madness
I'm distorted into a fool,
but to you, casual observer
who, free from battles rules,
just sees someone crying
for someone they knew and loved,
and could not reconcile their parting.

Because

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bill Smith 07 January 2008

liked this smiffy

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Seema Aarella 07 January 2008

Very well expressed...nice poem!

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