i watch him
disappear in the distance
and I don’t miss him that much
because I can still
taste him on my lips
and smell him on my sweater
knowing that in a week’s time
i’ll see him again
i’ll see him
i’ll see
i’ll
but when I can’t kiss his lips
and no longer smell him on my sweater
my not missing him
turns into me wanting to
see him
and yes
i’ll see him again
see him
see
se
s
All photographs, poems and artwork on this blog © 2007-2013 melissa fockler
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
getting there
I
run
catch the 91
sit. read brontë.
yonge/finch
take the subway
south to bloor
sit. read, but really daydream about him.
bloor/yonge
eastbound
sit. forget to read. count the minutes till
waiting for the 12
kingston road next stop
book in backpack. his lips greet mine
everything missing
is whole again
run
catch the 91
sit. read brontë.
yonge/finch
take the subway
south to bloor
sit. read, but really daydream about him.
bloor/yonge
eastbound
sit. forget to read. count the minutes till
waiting for the 12
kingston road next stop
book in backpack. his lips greet mine
everything missing
is whole again
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Chitchat
Being here brings back memories
Of a young man I sat beside
In Monday morning lecture halls
And stole away to dark corners
At the call of the school bell –
Yes, he allowed me to run off
With him, steal him away
From the crowd
Preoccupied with talking
Weekend plans and marks on exams
(Perhaps he liked the mystery)
We’d sit in stairwells
Or in the basement of old buildings
And talk -- talk
About everything and anything
Only to know that when we
Said goodbye, I’d come back
Next Monday
For more
Of a young man I sat beside
In Monday morning lecture halls
And stole away to dark corners
At the call of the school bell –
Yes, he allowed me to run off
With him, steal him away
From the crowd
Preoccupied with talking
Weekend plans and marks on exams
(Perhaps he liked the mystery)
We’d sit in stairwells
Or in the basement of old buildings
And talk -- talk
About everything and anything
Only to know that when we
Said goodbye, I’d come back
Next Monday
For more
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Thursday, January 3, 2008
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