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Thursday, April 05, 2012

Thursday Poem: Chasing

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Chasing

Even she, when she walks,
walks without looking back.

The past is too close.
It follows her and it follows you.

You turn down paths to follow her
as she leads you away to new places.

While the past chases on behind
almost reaching out to pull you back.

She takes you down to the river
as the past whispers in your ear

That you have been here before
and that she knows this as well.

She takes your hand and leads you
out into the cold rushing water,

While the past reminds you
that these waters were once just snow

on the hills you cannot see
that lie lost in the deep clouds
like memories of who you used to be.

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