At Sidewalk’s End

Up ahead

I see sidewalk’s end

Once far away

It crept up quickly

Unnoticed

So many questions not asked

Forever remain unanswered 

Fear’s long sighs

Mixed with uncertainty’s lonely gaze

Flow through me

I’m searching

Someone please hold my hand

And walk by my side

So I won’t feel alone

Unbearable, my last steps 

If my shadow, my lone companion 

Walk with me

Whisper in my ear

Until I fall asleep

This very last time

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Originally Posted July 23, 2015

Getaway to the Island of Koh Samui

White sandy beaches

Ocean scents dissolve anchors wrapped around our necks

We pledge to remove all time pieces

And let the days drip slowly by

 

Walks down sleepy dirt roads

An outdoor make-shift restaurant of sorts, finds us

We peruse the catch of the day

From long wooden carts lined with freshly caught fish resting on ice

So simple to point and choose

Open fire cooking emits wonderful sounds off a hot pan

We smell the sizzling aroma while we wait

Our mouths drip with anticipation

 

Morning sunrises

Dusk sunsets

What falls in between so lighthearted, not bonded by time

Creating memories not in high definition

Grainy 8 millimeter movies without sound etched in our heads

Freedom defined by silent smiles of the cast

Reel to reel, bookended by the orange sun

That signal the scene’s beginning and end

 

We know the movie cannot last forever

Eventually our watches will return to our wrists

Transported back to a world obsessed with time

But not now; now is for white sandy beaches, ocean breezes

A collection of orange sunsets to remember the beauty of our youth

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Originally posted August 25, 2015