Somewhere
I need to get back there,
I have forgotten where.
Yet I remember it.
The feelings, the sounds
The way the air felt.
Different from here
A cool edge with a warm centre
The smiles on people’s faces
Here, I cannot see them.
They vanish, like the body
Of the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland
Is that what I am looking for, wonderland?
I think not.
Where smiles hang loose in the air
Like leaves fallen from a tree
Here, there are no smiles.
I must find them.
I must find somewhere,
A place I remember.
I need to get back there…
© Anita Dawes 2021
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you!
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Always happy to read and share great posts with followers, My Friend!
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Dreamlike and haunting, Anita. Well done!
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Thank you, Diana…
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I have lived in the past
I do recall
a face,
a name,
a house and
a raging storm.
I run through the storm
in search of something.
I’ve misplaced Priority
perhaps a switch,
which could have
averted the storm.
I run after my heart’s desires
act on my beliefs.
the goal post is placed
inside a grave
and I make it
before the stipulated hour.
Yes, there was a Life.
I can’t recall
who lived it.
A shadow of my self
not yet separated,
but I can’t see it any more.
I can feel the heat
beneath my feet
And I still run
In search of a life
that I have forgotten
in some place unknown.
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You took me back to something I wrote years ago, Anita!
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Haunting…I like! Also – what enigmatic images… Cheers!
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Thank you, Joy!
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