In Death if Dreams Be Loved, by pd lyons


Paris doorway pdlyons photo

Paris doorway pdlyons photo

In Death if Dreams Be Loved

she had stayed awake before
afraid of her own dreams

now 5:30 in the morning
he had come to her
so real she cursed god
for his death

until once more when sleep had taken her
without words he came
sat with her on deep scorch-less grass

head to head
 bright his eyes kept her breathless
until once more was gone

DSC_1192

Advertisements
Post a comment or leave a trackback: Trackback URL.

Comments

  • Donna J Snyder  On February 28, 2015 at 7:38 am

    This one left me breathless, as it could have been written for me, in certain aspects. Then I saw it has a mirror image. So now I’m very curious about this pair, the context, when they were written, just a little bit of information.

    They are lovely, pd.

    Like

  • pdlyons  On February 28, 2015 at 10:34 pm

    ah the context – this one from the 2000’s not sure of the year. originally i think i started with my mother, then shifted when a former love of mine died a few years back. then just on the day i posted i felt it was from a woman’s point of view, it just had that voice for me and so you see the final result. funny how much work and time can got into so few words but so it goes. it is that lonely bone achy place that always haunts, the place where there is nothing but that, no medicine,no healing, no disappearing and yet it is a place that while i don’t want to live it every moment, i know i never want to give it up. the special little ache of mortality the softener of my heart…. not sure of which “”pair”” you mean. anyway that’s what i thnik you wanted to know. cheers.

    Like

    • Donna J Snyder  On March 1, 2015 at 1:00 am

      I meant the female one and the male one as the pair.

      Your explanation is lovely as well. I was widowed twice in 13 years. One fell to his death at age 44. One died unexpectedly at age 54. That’s why your poem affected me so directly.

      Liked by 1 person

      • pdlyons  On March 1, 2015 at 3:33 pm

        ahh it is a hard business this being alive. thank you for letting the work reach you.

        Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: