Sparked Out

That Something has sparked out -

Time-filtered memories flurry, alight
The sweet, sweet curve of your face
Your beauty, your inner glow
Reminded, I nearly feel
Your sweet embrace
And the way we
Rushed to be
Knowing any time
Was not ours to keep
Ignoring the ‘not mine’
Going with the flow, our own
Imaginations freed, running riot
Justifying how we lit ourselves
A bit on fire, got burned
Hot, hot, hot mess
Didn’t learn.
Something had
Turned – a new corner
Angles unforseen now made
Their presence known, sharply
Elbows jabbing, wouldn’t fade
Or content to simply lie
For lying was done
We, complicit
Or not;
For this time
I no longer yearn
Knowing my place
I’d better wait my turn
As butterflies turn into air,
Drift in currents they
Suddenly aren’t
Quite there
Or are
Much warning
Arrive at solid glass
Pane confusion, therefore
Surmise they shall not pass
So admit to the conclusion
Their path, thus ended
Burned wings yet
Which never
Could have been
And times ne’er yet
To come, but best unseen.
Wonderful, life-changing;
Still, that Something
Has sparked out
(With love,


4 comments on “Sparked Out

  1. bobcabkings says:

    Hmmm- Which memory to tag to this?
    How to choose the sweetest?
    The most changing?
    The “not-mine, but perhaps
    The more treasured for all that?
    Something to dream on.

    Thanks, Lizzi

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    • Lizzi says:

      For me, the beautiful face, the inner glow, and times taken for Now, and not for granted, are the ones which populate my dreams. Not-mine was always bittersweet at best, but still, all memories are cherished ones. 🙂


  2. stuckinscared says:

    Beautiful poetry, Lizzi. Bittersweet. *hugging you* x

    Liked by 1 person


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