Smoking Gun #Poetry

For about the millionth time,

I prayed again for a sign-

and found your street. (Literally)

However, it guided not you but me

and as a part of a journey,

Yet still- I was walking blindly.

The time on your dash was

the smoking gun,

A number that is emblazed in my faith-

under an already blazing sun.

That wise old laugh of yours

cracked the day’s seams-

Your cigarette smoke swirling 

in the tempered heat,

Hanging heavy like a banner –

that reads “Welcome home. You’re free.”

These rusted shackles cracked //

as my vision cleared quickly

in a spark-lit epiphany

I realized I had chained myself

to a beautiful memory-

And so the longest chapter 

has a rather ironic ending

& I guess you could say that 

it gracefully finished

with a musical flourish 

that in no way diminished

my years of naively wondering

but instead offered an answer

that my heart was begging.

& Just like that voice 

from the Wild wild West, (she sang it well)

But we sang it best,

We sang it all- with no more whys-

As you covered the clock to say goodbye. 

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About Gretchen Leary

I am 31 years old, I live in the Boston area, and I am writing from the perspective of an individual with Asperger's Syndrome.
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16 Responses to Smoking Gun #Poetry

  1. Very nice… Haven’t heard or seen post from you in awhile. I’ve posted RT for further responses. TC

  2. Grace says:

    Sing it all till in the end ~ A lovely journal about your journey Gretchen ~ Hope you are well as its been some time ~

    Have a good week/end ~

  3. thotpurge says:

    This poem makes me curious about the backstory and that dashboard clock!!!

    • I’m glad it made you curious. I sort of took a bunch of fragments of a memory and pieced them together. It was 3:33PM and 3:34PM tends to be a significant number for me so he covered the clock. It’s a long story lol

  4. Lovely poem. I really like the closing lines. Beautiful!

  5. I really love thes journey of yours. Even though it ended with parting it seems to have brought a closure.. and I do love your comment on the numbers.

  6. kim881 says:

    Thank you for sharing your journey, Gretchen. I particularly like the lines:
    ‘A number that is emblazed in my faith-
    under an already blazing sun’
    and
    ‘That wise old laugh of yours
    cracked the day’s seams’.

  7. Brendan says:

    This would make a great popular song. Lots of signs and clues to hang on to finding one’s way to the heart.

  8. Waltermarks says:

    Well, time stopped for you. It is a good story. I don’t understand, but it makes us all curious for the rest of the story

  9. Cryptic and curious. It asks more than it answers but in that lies it’s beauty.

  10. Kathy Reed says:

    I think I recognize things I might feel for someone or something now gone..a mixture of ups and downs with that person, but so dear and important in my growth, in good and bad ways. I may be way off but I love how you noted your journey is complete…and the rhythm is so nice to read.

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