Poems by Amy O Connor

The plates will still shift
and the clouds will still spew.
The sun will slowly rise
and the moon will follow too.

Life’s beauty will continue
to flourish all around,
but now you are gone,
these birds have no sound.

And my heart does not beat.
It is still inside my chest.
My tears keep on falling
and my head will not rest.

But I have no choice only
to move through this life.
Endlessly attempting
to fill this longing that is rife.

Pull away the world
so that it is just us two.
Silence the chaos
inside and outside our heads.
Let us follow the purity
of our foolish hearts
if only for right now.
Search my eyes
for who we used to be.
And when you find us,
kiss my lips so hard
that I believe
the poetry is real again.

It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
just a few seconds too long.

And my eyes begged yours
to ask me to stay.
And your eyes welled up
as you walked away.