If We Could Be There

Blue Skies

diversion
to my pain

Silent voices scream

Echoes smother words

that cannot be heard

Hell’s rain

black with toxin

designed

to intimidate

the senses

Take a step back and think…..

If we could
be there

You holding
my hand

Like a toddler
with no
worry in the
world
As your strong
hand
grasps mine

If we could be there

Where green fields
conquer

a cold steel rail

A cool breeze
swallows
hot air

An Ocean
replaces
the fish bowl

Leaving our souls
to scatter
freely in a
never ending
Great Deep

Searching peacefully

For the Octopus’s garden
where
shelter from
the storm

becomes
a secret
hide away
from
fear
sadness
reality

Knowing you
still exist
somewhere
if not just
in my dreams

I wish my words
had came
out
the last time
we spoke

Maybe then
the spirit

could long
for the
question
to

If we could be there….