Do Not Look Back

Do Not Look Back

do not look back

I want to remember

you as you were then

instead of my fountain pen

pining for the invented figure

of you

traced in cursive on clean paper

do not take pause

I no longer wish to be

an unprincipled poet

subtracting love from words

deducting passion from lies

you told

do not look back

do not take pause

my world will do beautifully

without you

**

I have had a few people inquire, 'Why have you been so quiet on the blog front?'  Fear not, I'm pecking away at something but this week has been somewhat hectic and I'm still searching for the words to talk about the Jay Smith benefit show I attended on Sunday so watch for that coming soon. Until then, just a wee poem I saved for a rainy day and seems fitting for a blue Wednesday.

I have decided that an impromptu artist date is needed today.  I will park myself somewhere with a meal, maybe some wine and my pen.  I need to sit, be quiet, observe and breathe.  That's exactly what I intend to do.  I may also plug away at my current prose piece too but I'm going slow since it warrants some deep thought and heart.

Take it on faith.

In propinquity,

Nic