Originally posted by lilij
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oh, Are We Writing Kiddie Fic Today? I'm No Good At That - So Much Better At Angst Than Fluff! Ah Well.
Here's The Poem I Promised. It's Not That Great, But It's My First Sparky Poem. Hope You Like It Regardless! It Was Inspired By That Scene In Liz's Bedroom In "the Return, Part 1".
goodbye
He Came To Say Goodbye.
Not In So Many Words,
Of Course.
But It Felt Like Goodbye
Even So.
I Had Been Packing My
Memories Away,
Misery Making Me
Defiant.
And Suddenly
He Was There
As Though My Soul
Called Out To Him
My Breath Caught
And I Was Sure He
Could Hear My
Heart Thump.
Meaningless Words Drifted
Through A Sorrowful
Sparkling Divide
And My Heart Ached For Him.
He Could Not Have Come
Just To Discuss Arrangements
After All We Had
Been Through Together...
And Yet I Adored His
Stubborness, His Refusal
To Reveal His Feelings.
His Solidarity Balances My Passion.
So We Stood There,
Talking, And Yet Not Saying
A Thing, While The Silence
Of Words Unsaid Rang In My Ears.
Then Our Meaningless Chatter
Stopped Too, And In
The Pause I Realised
His Goodbye.
My Heart Broke, But
Through The Pain I
Said Not A Word.
And Neither Did He.
We Stood, Islands Of Emotion,
Staring At Each Other Across
A Yawning Divide
That I Was Unable To Cross.
There Was Nothing I Could Say.
And Then It Was Over.
He Mumbled And Was Gone,
Leaving Me Alone To Grieve
For All That Might Have Been.
For All That Will Never Be.
Goodbye, John.
Here's The Poem I Promised. It's Not That Great, But It's My First Sparky Poem. Hope You Like It Regardless! It Was Inspired By That Scene In Liz's Bedroom In "the Return, Part 1".
goodbye
He Came To Say Goodbye.
Not In So Many Words,
Of Course.
But It Felt Like Goodbye
Even So.
I Had Been Packing My
Memories Away,
Misery Making Me
Defiant.
And Suddenly
He Was There
As Though My Soul
Called Out To Him
My Breath Caught
And I Was Sure He
Could Hear My
Heart Thump.
Meaningless Words Drifted
Through A Sorrowful
Sparkling Divide
And My Heart Ached For Him.
He Could Not Have Come
Just To Discuss Arrangements
After All We Had
Been Through Together...
And Yet I Adored His
Stubborness, His Refusal
To Reveal His Feelings.
His Solidarity Balances My Passion.
So We Stood There,
Talking, And Yet Not Saying
A Thing, While The Silence
Of Words Unsaid Rang In My Ears.
Then Our Meaningless Chatter
Stopped Too, And In
The Pause I Realised
His Goodbye.
My Heart Broke, But
Through The Pain I
Said Not A Word.
And Neither Did He.
We Stood, Islands Of Emotion,
Staring At Each Other Across
A Yawning Divide
That I Was Unable To Cross.
There Was Nothing I Could Say.
And Then It Was Over.
He Mumbled And Was Gone,
Leaving Me Alone To Grieve
For All That Might Have Been.
For All That Will Never Be.
Goodbye, John.
Wow!!!!
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