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Sunday, January 20, 2013





So tight

Remember holding my hand
So tight
As if afraid of
Letting go
Finger tips red
Knuckles white
My hand can still feel
The tingle
The blood rushing back
All these years later
You were right
I should never have let go

Chris McQueeney    1/20/13    11:24 P.M.

16 comments:

Brian Miller said...

mmm...hard to look back on those times we should not have let go...for sure...

Wander said...

It's funny Brian, I intended to write a warm and fuzzy...but...the words do what they want:-)

Other Mary said...

Awww...hang on Chris.

Karen S. said...

Hopefully we learn from those lost woes.... moving forward, rising high!

Ben Ditty said...

This brings back a lot of memories.

Susie Clevenger said...

It's hard to look back at times...but I can't live in "what if" for too long at a time.

Berowne said...

To cast a long, lingering look behind - la nostalgie...

SueAnn Lommler said...

Yes...sometimes we let go too quickly!
Well said.
Hugs
SUeAnn

Sue said...

We should not let go too easily.

I like this one...the sense of sweet nostalgia and regret, mixed.

=)

Helen said...

I love how your poem is open to many interpretations ... :)

christopher said...

I am glad to see you here again, my friend.

Waiting For Harry

You have promised me
you will come back home this year.
You said so, phoning
that message through snaps
and hisses they say, remnant
of the flash and noise
that started it all.

You astride mountains, Khyber
Pass, some other not
named, still at such risk -
you promised you would not flinch
but I flinch, I do.
Still, I can't let go.

January 21, 2013 6:55PM

kj said...

I look back too Chris. -and at my most confused times I find the past seems to have better answers. That 'trick' may be true sometimes, but just as often I am really looking for a part of myself

You do a lot with just a few words. Another nice one

Love
kj

Michael said...

the deepened wrinkles of hands still missing an older embrace... oh the times we shouldnt have let go...

Lydia said...

I ached when I read this because it was the alternative side of the poem I wrote. Those "what ifs" forever play with our hearts....
Beautiful, Wander.

Carrie Burtt said...

I think we all can relate to this Chris....we all have those kind of regrets.....beautiful writing as always. :-)

She Writes said...

I dunno. Hopefully a time comes when letting go leads to a better place.