In Loving Memory Rickie Lee Hawthorne
(2014)
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
There is a girl and I love her and I have loved her since the beg… Or so it seems to me as I only became conscious
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant