With every write, E. David John turns feelings into gracefully linked words to open up a shared sense of depth and presence
Up against my window I lean,
My eyes across the horizon in thought.
It's your face I see in the clouds, I remember every curves thereon, yes, I do.
Oh precious blood, you delight my heart,
You are the sweetest dream I have ever had
I slide still and low, till my body contacts the floor,
Hands around my head till my elbows touch in warmth.
It's the reality that now sets in right in front of me,
I can hear your voice echo in my head, I can hear you speak, I can.
But I know you are miles, miles away from me.
This is where tears drop from mine eyes like oceans roll,
I'm strong, yes, I'm up, on my feet, living this room,
But when I return to see the pool of tears the floor retains,
I will remember how much I love you dearest and how I miss you still.
I wish you the best in all you touch, may your days be graceful and dear. Remember the best times, the laughter, the song, the good life we live to miss,
And when you sit to clear your head or cool, read these words of a sister 's perfect love.
Inspired by: Debbie Bee Oma
David John Ekanem (author) from Port Harcourt, Nigeria. on December 29, 2018:
Hi, Mark Tulin
Nice to hear from you. It's awesome to know how you connected with this poem. Sometimes we just miss our dear ones and if we could, we can always send them words to let them know.
Mark Tulin from Ventura, California on December 29, 2018:
I don’t have a sister, but I could experience the connection in this poem.
Janis Evans on December 28, 2018:
You're welcome. Sorry for the misspellings in my comment. Your writing is very good.
David John Ekanem (author) from Port Harcourt, Nigeria. on December 28, 2018:
Nice to see how you clearly understood this piece of heart pour. Thanks for stopping by to read Janis Evans
Janis Leslie Evans from Washington, DC on December 28, 2018:
Beautiful, very moving poetry. I love the depths of you entered to express the emotional pain of missing someone. the visuals are poignant. The picture is also very beautiful.