Very Bad Archive
Only An Instant
Robert Hawkins
Away infinite sleep.
I still deny final sleep.
Shadows, fleeting glimpses,
Pass before my fading eyes.
I feel your presence,
My love at my side.
Yet never have I seen your face so clearly.
Etched with love.
Why from its beginning,
Does life have to fade?
Your hand in mine,
Able to squeeze.
Sending the message of love.
I still convey.
That you chose to love me.
Love immortal, essence eternal.
I fear the unknown my love.
Your head on my breast.
See your tears.
Refusing to accept,
That I have gone away.
I see now my love,
Death is not an end.
But a portal we all go through.
And begin anew.
Part of my love the essence,
I leave with you.
I wait.
rlh
note:
you must think I'm stuck in sappy gear.
Hey, I think your rat trap just went off.
While your up your drier,
the lint trap needs to be cleaned.
Jeeese, why I bother with people who don't keep their lint trap clean.
Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works: