Talking on the Back Steps

Day nine of NAPOWRIMO – prompt on Real Toads

Talking on the Back Steps
“The root cause of all life’s problems is looking for a simple fucking answer.” Anthony Bourdain

you sit on the back steps with me.
I look up at the stars and several meteors
flash across the sky.
it is cold and your breath
clouds as you speak.
I cannot hear you
but I feel the words in my heart –
this is just a dream.
you turn into light and join the stars.
I know this is just a dream
but I wish it wasn’t.
I wish it wasn’t.

20 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. sanaarizvi
    Apr 09, 2019 @ 14:20:31

    Oh this is so beautiful in its ache and longing, Toni!! ❤️

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  2. S
    Apr 09, 2019 @ 14:23:34

    I don’t agree with that quote at all, but I love your poem. I often feel like this plane we’re on now is what’s not real, and that what comes after is more than actual. Our agony makes time seem to pass so slowly, but there’s comfort in knowing a reunion is coming soon.

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    • kanzensakura
      Apr 09, 2019 @ 14:50:16

      Thank for your opinion. I do agree with this quite or I would not have used it. You obviously have a high opinion of the hereafter. I think it is so much bullshit

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  3. Sherry Blue Sky
    Apr 09, 2019 @ 14:38:52

    “I feel the words in my heart” and “I wish it wasn’t.” Oh, I feel that so keenly, Toni. How beautiful and so poignant.

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  4. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES
    Apr 09, 2019 @ 16:46:42

    Reminds me of how I see my dead loved ones in my dreams. I live for that.

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  5. Rosemary Nissen-Wade
    Apr 09, 2019 @ 18:01:49

    Oh, the pain! The poignancy! I feel it keenly with you as I read – beautifully expressed in these simple, even gentle words. The repetition at the end is masterly.

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  6. Charmed Chaos
    Apr 09, 2019 @ 18:42:26

    Beautiful in its simplicity Toni, and so poignant.

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  7. coalblack
    Apr 09, 2019 @ 19:25:18

    This one made me sigh and read it again. I don;t have the exact words to say, just that I love this and was moved by it, fren.

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  8. Jim
    Apr 09, 2019 @ 21:42:12

    Maybe it isn’t a dream. Do some pinching to make sure it’s status. Perhaps you could fly up (no, i’d better not say that–but thank you for the head note by your friend, Bourdain).
    ..

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  9. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar
    Apr 10, 2019 @ 00:21:14

    Bourdain has inspired many great poems from you… I wish he was still here as well- I enjoyed him.

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  10. thotpurge
    Apr 10, 2019 @ 01:29:30

    Absolute truth from Anthony Bourdain..

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  11. Rall
    Apr 10, 2019 @ 07:23:54

    Whoever you are missing I wish they could be there with you. To be so close to someone and lose them is heart wrenching.

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  12. Kerry
    Apr 10, 2019 @ 09:55:20

    this is just a dream.
    you turn into light and join the stars.

    That clutched at my heart a bit.

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  13. annell4
    Apr 10, 2019 @ 10:00:07

    A beautiful small poem!!

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  14. Susie Clevenger
    Apr 10, 2019 @ 14:40:56

    Oh, losing someone is hell. I feel the agony in this.

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    • kanzensakura
      Apr 10, 2019 @ 14:55:07

      I within three weeks in June, I lost my mother to Alzheimer’s and two friends to suicide. It was a rough month.

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  15. kim881
    Apr 12, 2019 @ 05:17:46

    Nightmares I can get over. It’s these kinds of dreams that upset me most, Toni.

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