All I’ve Been

Tasted a red berry,
felt red.  
Smelled a bluebell,
felt blue.  
Put on a wool suit,
went out feeling
woolly and wild

till I saw you.

When I could not
become you,
I swore to be
close to you until 
our ashes
could be mingled

once we were
no longer.

After all
I’ve been
and felt,

what I am now
is grateful, 
what I am now is 
joyful,
what I am now
is all I need
to be: to be
still with you.

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About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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