Some heaven


Wailing sirens won’t steal my sleep
Creased sheets won’t have your shape
Rainy days won’t change my mood
Ringing phones won’t have your voice

Soothed soul, my heart won’t bleed
In the fields where I will roam
Still for you I won’t keep anger
But a place right next to mine.

14 thoughts on “Some heaven

    • HeavyCloud July 8, 2015 / 12:03 am

      You are right as usual, I had to go and dig this out from deep below… Cheers, Tony


      • booguloo July 8, 2015 / 12:39 am

        TIC When you see plums remember they turn into dried up and shriveled prunes with only one “nut”. But we can retain some of what we learned, pass it on and meet our fates turning into dried up shriveled prunes. And what would they want with my other “nut”??????

        Liked by 1 person

  1. calensariel July 8, 2015 / 12:43 am

    Isn’t it interesting and awful how we see so much of that person in the little mundane things in life. It’s not the big things like anniversaries and birthdays that wear you down. It’s the forgotten toothbrush, the favorite coffee mug in the cupboard, and (used to be) their voice on the answering machine. I loved what you said about “ringing phones won’t have your voice…” You’re getting there, buddy. {{{HC}}}

    Liked by 1 person

  2. platosgroove July 8, 2015 / 2:24 am

    Nicely done brother!

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s