Weekends Were Precious

Posted on December 18, 2011 | 33 Comments

Wiping away moisture, the glass cries
Broken words our last and I ask why
Watching her fade into the distance
Knowing without her, there’ll be no existence

Everybody knows how special you are
Everybody sees that I do travel far
Everybody hears over  music, our fights
Everybody  sees me leave,  Sunday night

Wiping away the tears, I realize my fears
Broken bones, swerving, to miss the deer
Watching life fade into the distance
Knowing without me she’ll need an existence

© 2011 Michael Yost
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33 responses to “Weekends Were Precious”

  1. Morning | December 18, 2011 at 2:27 PM | Reply

    great,
    weekend is precious indeed. cheers.

    Happy Holiday,
    Glad to see you share.

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  2. Kay Salady | December 18, 2011 at 3:45 PM | Reply

    I do believe this is the best of you I’ve seen thus far. Wow, what a powerful write!

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  4. GB | December 18, 2011 at 5:37 PM | Reply

    Enjoyed the read.The mood and sentiment were crafted beautifully. In life if you ask questions, mostly the answers are in the form of more questions.
    Acceptance sometimes eases the flux and makes one look beyond the immediate present.

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  5. marousia | December 18, 2011 at 6:00 PM | Reply

    Very moving – love the circularity where the last stanza answers the first – nicely crafted words

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  6. halfwaybetweenthegutter | December 18, 2011 at 6:26 PM | Reply

    Oh, this is incredibly touching. I think we’ve all had to end those weekends with a heavy heart, in various ways.

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  7. charlesmashburn | December 19, 2011 at 4:09 AM | Reply

    You’ve been putting out some powerful writes lately, Michael. This is a great one! Nicely done!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/18/this-christmas/

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  8. terri0729 | December 19, 2011 at 10:24 AM | Reply

    Beautiful and poignant! As always, well done Michael!! blessings and Merry Christmas, Terri

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  9. taibeers | December 19, 2011 at 2:04 PM | Reply

    The last two lines are particularly excellent.

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  10. johnewordslinger | December 19, 2011 at 6:03 PM | Reply

    This is sad, and touching… Thank you, much appreciated, WS

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  11. ~L | December 20, 2011 at 8:27 AM | Reply

    wow! this was superb… brought a sense of sorrow… and how your wrote to make us feel your heart… this was really talented!!! great post!

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  12. Kellie Elmore | December 26, 2011 at 10:36 AM | Reply

    love that final line! great punctuation on this, like closure. great write, Michael. Felt.

    http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/2011/12/26/singing-myself-to-wake/

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  13. becca givens | December 27, 2011 at 5:56 PM | Reply

    Poignant and powerfully written ~~ Happy New Year to you … may it be a creative, wondrous and prosperous one!

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  14. Susie Clevenger | December 27, 2011 at 7:59 PM | Reply

    A beautiful piece…endings are hard for me….

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  15. Kim Nelson | December 28, 2011 at 4:55 PM | Reply

    This is so sad, Michael! You evoke true emotion with this one.

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  16. Other Mary | December 29, 2011 at 11:23 AM | Reply

    I like the subtle change in wording, big change in meaning of the last lines of the first and last stanzas.

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  17. Laura Maria | December 31, 2011 at 4:52 PM | Reply

    Stunning!! I love the emotion and imagery. The words in this are touching.

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