Memories

Shoreline by Sarah Burvenich
Picture By: Sarah Burvenich

I have as many memories

As grains of sand on the shore.

But the salty wind blows

And then they disappear.

Footprints here, a sandcastle there –

They’re all the same to me.

Without you here,

My day is cloudy like morning fog.

I can remember, yes,

But that is not the same as feeling.

I have as many memories

As grains of sand on the shore.

But those memories,

They are not the same as reality.

Phone Line

In the Mountains by Alexandr Schwarz
Picture Taken By: Alexandr Schwarz

Millions of times, I’ve wished heaven had a phone line.

I guess, then, everything would feel fine.

‘Cause to hear your voice one more time would

Heal every wound overnight.

And even though they told me,

Every once in a while – I wonder if you’re truly free.

Longing for you has put this whole in my heart,

Just know I wish we never had to part.

All the time I wish you were still here,

‘Cause then you wouldn’t be there – I

Keep telling myself I’m alright, but

Soon I know I’ll give up the fight.

Over time, I felt this heaviness.

Now all I feel is emptiness.

Palm Trees in the Wind

Palms by Thomas Lefebvre
Picture Taken By: Thomas Lefebvre

I remember so much:

Memories, voices, whispers.

Yet, they blow in the wind of

Palm trees as they bend.

Longing burns inside me,

I wish the images of the past

Would disappear

Like palm leaves in winter.

Things long gone

Consume my sight,

They block my image of a future

Like palm trees against a window.

The past saddens

While the future happens

And we miss it,

Like palm trees bending in the wind.