In The Distance Poem by Jack Dylan

In the distance

A familiar whistle blows
Calling me home
Imagination begins to flow
Quietly I sit, but I’m not alone.

In the distance

Forest creatures call to their lovers
Hungry unthawed little souls
Patiently waiting, neon light briefly hovers
Intimate courtship, my mind takes a stroll

In the distance

I see my past lives
Chasing misdirected dreams
Clearly now my heart strives
To find the truth or so it seems

In the distance

I find myself testing friendships
Old and new, time will tell who’s really true
Back on track and building relationships
Coming and going, society brews a bitter stew

In the distance

I search for faith and a degree of hope
My own love is a prerequisite
Finding strength, turning down the rope
Life cut short, is no longer in my etiquette

In the distance

I strive for dreams and passion
Reminiscing old lovers
High times, excess in divine fashion
Reluctance and fear, a dense fog covers.

In the distance

I choose to be surround by motivation
Seeking inspiration and cultural connections
A social network replaces delinquent inspirations
Life will throw you temptation, idle deflections.

In the distance

I seek a future of companionship
Common goals, truth and respect
Looking deep into eyes of future prospects
Always wondering will this end in regret.

In the distance

The whistle sounds again
Grounding me in the present
Thankful for today’s win
At peace with me, accepting content,

In the distance

The past slowly fades away
Sun shines down with soul warming heat
We have been blessed with another day
Someday soon a soul mate we’ll meet

In the distance

I dream for the softness of your skin
And the comfort of your voice
Reminding myself, patience won’t wear thin
Happy with now, accepting life as a choice.

And in the distance

I want it all now
Excessive is my indulgence
Fill my river with your love, no matter how
Let’s swim together and conquer the gift of now.

And in the distance

Hidden a way in a whisper is patience
Conscience now calls practicality
Risk speaks of fear and uncertain distance
But in the distance is now, and only a formality.

Jack Dylan 6/29/06