Empty Sky

Teddy.15

 
I remember the day
 
you and I left London
 
from the same airport
 
different runways
 
I knew I'd never see you again
 
yet, every night
 
you still haunt my dreams. 
 
  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 3rd, 2023 03:37
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 26
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • peto

    That is some memory Teddy
    Haunts your dreams
    So much said in such short verse
    Good to see a write from you

    • Teddy.15

      Very kind of you dear Peto, nice to see you too. πŸ’–

    • Caring dove

      Nice to see you posting again , teddy )

      YeAh some things / people are difficult to let go of

      • Teddy.15

        Hello beautiful rose, it's so hard to let go when you love yet sometimes it's the only thing to do. Thank you dear friend. πŸ’–

      • LIZ

        You sparked a memory!!! Beautiful!! Good to have you back!! πŸ’–

        • Teddy.15

          Hello dearest Liz, 20 years ago easy to write now. Thank you darling. πŸ’– sorry to have jogged memories to you. But we live and learn. πŸ’–

        • orchidee

          A sensitive write Teddy.
          Did ya see me again?! lol.

          • Teddy.15

            Like I said every night in my dreams lol 🀣 hello dear orchi, I'll be back to annoy you later πŸ’– lol

          • Neville


            every word sadly enjoyed .. but the balance set write by what I sincerely hope is your eventual return .. ❀️

            • Teddy.15

              Empty sky, it will always be dear Nev, thank you dear friend. πŸ’–

            • sorenbarrett

              At first read I took this literally but then upon reflection I saw that it could be taken as emotional terminals where people part in life never to see the other the same again. A subtle poem of growth, age, and emotional distancing. Touching

              • Teddy.15

                My dear friend, in truth this happened it was 20 years ago, but your reflection is so very welcome because it is also a metaphor of lost love, we all have empty skies at some time in our life. Thank you so much. πŸ’–

              • Bella Shepard

                I am thrilled to see your post, have missed your unequaled verse. The beautiful picture of clouds has such an ethereal feel to it, it complements the essence of this simple yet elegant poem. So glad you're back!

                • Teddy.15

                  I adore the simplicity and I'm always in awe that you see right inside my soul dearest Bella, it's great to be here with you all. Even when I'm not. πŸ’–

                • Parisab

                  You are still looking up in the sky for a certain airplane-your sentiments are as big as the sky today…

                  • Teddy.15

                    Awe, my dear Parisab, I could only ever write this moment in my life a very long time after I experienced it, that sky is full of other wonderful things today, yet I adore the subject of love and of what led me to write my very first poem. Thank you so much for your gorgeous review and compassion πŸ’–

                  • Goldfinch60

                    May those dreams be of good memories Teddy.

                    Andy

                    • Teddy.15

                      Hello dear Andy, thank you. πŸ’–

                    • L. B. Mek

                      (such a poignantly moody Poem
                      dear Poetess and please
                      forgive my dreary musings below kind friend
                      your ink inspires my honesty, a little too
                      effectively..
                      lol)
                      airports, are a cruel kind of gateway
                      to our muse of possibility and dreams
                      in an instant, we're sky high and free
                      and that very instant
                      we feel that cruel distance, singeing
                      that widening gap in our hearts...
                      (this is why i don't do goodbyes
                      I give everything i have
                      in the Time i'm gifted with
                      the kind souls that enter my life
                      and when cruel fate comes around
                      I simply disappear
                      it has been this way all my life, a kindness
                      of sorts, since
                      i leave behind little but fragments
                      to remember me by)
                      but to me
                      every memory visits crystal clear
                      decades
                      after finality visits my cherished relationships..
                      but these wet eyes, realise
                      to feel this way, i must have loved so abundantly
                      and so gratefully, i shall carry these scarring
                      mementos
                      till that hurrah breath, grants a most finite
                      sigh of relief..
                      till then we reminisce and 🍻

                      • Teddy.15

                        Oh my goodness, I think your words have indeed inspired a few more scribbles in me dearest Mek, truly a wonderful poetic heart you do have. Thank you. Airports have been my best and worst moments for sure. πŸ’–

                      • Parisab

                        You are still looking up in the sky for a certain airplane-your sentiments are as big as the sky today…

                        • Teddy.15

                          I will never forget that day for sure, thank you dear Parisab πŸ’–



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