Mellenia

Whooooooohoooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One hundred-and-eleventieth post! I meant to do something special, but life got away from me. Sorry I haven't posted in forever.... We took a vacation, then had to cut it short to go to the other end of the U.S. for a funeral.

Well, anyways, I haven't posted any of my writing in a long time, so I thought I'd post this new poem I wrote. Though, actually it's in song form. :)

Mellennia

I stare at my phone

My heart dropping like a stone

Rereading the text you sent

The night before you went….

And now, two thousand years later

I can hear your voice like a narrator

In everything I say, everything I do

Oh, It’ll take more than a millennia for me to forget you...

A century hasn’t gone by

That I haven’t thought about you and I

A thousand years could pass

And I’d still remember your face

Like the reflection in the looking glass

I’ve listened hard

Watched the skies and stars

Wondering what happened

Or how this could finally end

But here, two thousand years later

You’ve left my heart open like a crater

I see you in everything, the words they say

Oh, I won’t forget you, though every age pass away

A century hasn’t gone by

That I haven’t thought about you and I

A thousand years could pass

And I’d still remember your face

Like the reflection in the looking glass

Oh, we’ve stayed still

While time’s run on

Two thousand years

And I can still feel the heartache

Of finding you gone.

Say you haven’t forgotten

The memories haven’t fallen

Say you still think of me

Over each century

I stare at my phone

My heart droppin’ like a stone

Watching your number appear

With shaking hands, I hold it to my ear

And now, two thousand years later

You’re in my heart again, infiltrator

As you say hello on the phone

“it’ll take more than a mellennia for me to leave you alone…”

A century hasn’t gone by

That I haven’t thought about you and I

A thousand years could pass

And I’d still remember your face

Like the reflection in the looking glass

A thousand years could pass

And I’d see you with me in the looking glass...

Not my best, but I thought it was better than not-posting. :)

~The Scribbler in the Attic