Beach near Port Angeles

The Prophet

The Prophet
by Doug Bursch

Whenever I catch a glimpse of you,
I promise to write you down…
But I seldom do, I seldom write you down.

And when I try to write you down,
You don’t come out right.
My words take over and well…
well my words take over…
like now, taking over and making you mundane.

Maybe I shouldn’t try to write you down…
Maybe I shouldn’t start with maybe.
Maybe is a copout…maybe not.

dot, dot, dot…that’s the place for contemplation.
dot, dot, dot…that’s the place for pause.
dot, dot, dot…that’s a synonym for the rest of it.
but no one reads just dot, dot, dot…
so I include words from time to time.

I include words to try and write you down,
when I catch a glimpse of you.

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3 Responses to The Prophet

  1. ccragamuffin April 19, 2014 at 7:46 am #

    …tears…i caught a glimpse here…amen…

  2. Lucas J. Draeger April 19, 2014 at 11:28 am #

    Of course, it IS impossible. But it’s sure fun to try.
    Happy Easter, my friend.

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