August End

A working draft of something that ocurred to me while working late at night. I am amazed how the senses can bring about such profound memories and inspire such words to describe them. I hope the reader can envision what I was going for here; a dual purpose that emitts remorse, regrett and the passing of a season.
Enjoy
Witt


Dew hangs on each blade of morning grass
Foretelling of things to pass
Wood smoke permeates atmosphere
Rekindling a memory so familiar
While I labor long past dusk
Immersed in clang and clatter
An industrial matter
Handed down by my father.

Thoughts of a past life
I long not to lose
For scent of a dying campfire
With its glowing plumes
Or gentle caresses of rose petals in full bloom.

A narrative in prose proceeds before me
And I am left alone
It gets into my clothes
Under my skin
And holds
Until a first whisper of winter wind
August end.

D.A. Wittler 15'

Before Dawn

Before Dawn

I awoke before dawn
Dew on the lawn
A pale light rising
Morning horizon
I could picture you lying there
Me in my chair
Up all night again.

Went out alone
In my comfort zone
To forget maybe
I don't know
There was feeling again
Where there once was nothing
And I prayed for you.

Please let there be peace
And angels to watch over you
As I slowly fade from view
May there always be light
Even in the darkest night
Amen.

Thank God for little things
Like puppy dog tails
Tadpoles and snails
And a heart for forgiving
It's not easy forgetting
Those hard times.

Now day has come
I've had my fun
And work is calling
Like a penance
For sins I can't take back
On this dusty road today
Good morning sun.

D.A. Wittler 15'

Somebody Else

When I Was Somebody Else

Back when I was somebody else
My silence filled an empty room
You tried to reach me
But I was too far gone
To realize you were dying inside
While my heart turned cold with dispassion.

Back when I was somebody else
I did not see how the disease inside
Was tearing us apart
You did your part
But I was too far gone
To see the loneliness in your eyes.

Oh, it's so easy
To be somebody else
When the world demands your attention
Hacking into your brain like a virus
Stealing all your secrets
Leaving everything and everyone you love
For the sake of being left alone.

Back when I was somebody else
Silence was my only friend
I turned you out
Turned you off
Like some light switch in my dreams
And how you suffered with your screams.

When I become somebody else
You need to see me for who I am
Alone in a cave of my own making
A place created in my childhood
Safe from all hurt
Like a father's angry rage.

Oh it's so easy
To be somebody else
When the world demands your attention
Hacking into your brain like a virus
Stealing all your secrets
Leaving everything and everyone you love
For the sake of being left alone.

D.A. Wittler 15'

Just Plain Crazy

For all of my countless fans out there. Lol. A new creation born out of my twitterverse.

Just Plain Crazy

Some days I imagine
If things had been different
I would not be here
Maybe I was lazy
And just plain crazy
Goes all through my mind.

Lately I've been dreaming
You lying close to me
Warm in our past life
All the the storm and strife
In your sleeping
You must be thinking too.

In the aftermath of love
Lost souls left in its wake
With angry waves we take
A little more time to heal
With each passing day
Less hurting.

And so I sit here confessing
With complete honesty
My weakness in disguise
No man wants confronting
In the morning
It's like slow suicide.

I know it must get lonely
Worn out from fighting
Me tired of hiding
In this old house
Like years passing
Time and guessing
Is it too late?

D.A Wittler 15'