A Little Sooner

[Fire Monkey]

Why didn't I meet you sooner
Before the pain, before the crazy days?
Why didn't I meet you soon enough to save you
from the fate that awaited you
and to be saved
from the one that awaited me?

We were young once,
we could have healed
I could have given you
two perfect tears to wear as earrings
and you could have given me the same
as cuff links or to hold my tie

But we did not meet until we were broken
yet even now I could, if you could still accept
have given you frost on snow as pure as light from Heaven
but you do not wear earrings anymore
and I no longer have a tie

Copyright June 18, 2010 by Timothy Emil Birch

[Brigid Briton]

Hi Tim,

This one is quite sad. Regret comes together with a small measure of acceptance. I like that.

Yeah, time does have a habit of just "passing" doesn't it? I really enjoyed this line: "I could have given you two perfect tears to wear as earrings" and liked the way you brought the poem to a close by referring back to it.

On a personal note, I think that everything that happens in our life adds to our ultimate understanding of who we are---something most of us don't really have a clue about when we're very young. I like to think of past mistakes and misfortune as contributions to the person I am today---very far from perfect or possessing the key to all wisdom---but, all-in-all not so bad either. (At least that's how I feel right at this moment!)

Another great write.

BTW, what makes you think that the dye is permanently cast? I notice that mine, whether it be in my hair or in my clothing, tends to change colors with the passage of time...



Brigid

[JanetGunn]

Good poem, it so easy to ponder what might have been or could have been, but every thing happens for a reason. There are many lessons we learn from our experiences. It's a nice write.

[Fire Monkey]

Perhaps we learn from every event in our lives and maybe this all teaches us who we are [I'm sure it does] but some days I wish I could go back to some events and choose to know less and enjoy the ignorance more

As for how the dye is cast who say I think it, or anything, is permanent? I just accept that life today is what it is today - tomorrow will surprise me enough when it gets here, no need to try and guess about it today because that has never worked out so well in the past

[Brigid Briton]

Hi Tim,

Well, soon after I posted my comment, I realized that the expression should more accurately be "the die is cast", referring to one of the objects thrown in a game of chance. Very fitting, since life sometimes seems a "crapshoot".

[kc]

I like to think people always come into our lives at the right time to serve some secret purpose. =)

I like every line on this poem, the image of earrings made of tears is so beautiful - tears like these are no doubt more valuable than diamonds.

Thanks for sharing such a lovely piece of writing. =)

Take care and keep smiling. =*

[Fire Monkey]

I thought both dye and die were good choices ;D

A nice way to see things kc, I have at times felt the same though after it all, I must admit I'm not so sure anymore - I tend to think that is the plan but sometimes people miss the connecting flight, so to speak.