DON BEUKES

DON BEUKES

Where You Are

Your exit from this world a sudden

departure an emotional disaster

frantically searching for satisfactory

answers from a spiritual Father

promising a hopeful peaceful loving

forgiving hereafter – I long to be

where you are no matter how far or

which spiritual galaxy shown by a

bright familiar star – My memories

of you turns to haloes of blue as if

I am drifting with you to an

existence anew elevated to a higher

plane of existence despite my frantic

human insistence to understand your

unknown spiritual existence floating

between layers of revelatory

wonders – Oh how I wonder about

your spiritual meander whispering

your renewed spiritual wander

answering repetitive questions in

dream sequences of where you are –

Not really that far

I want to be where you are...

Echoes

I know you are somewhere here

with me but I find it difficult to

clearly see in this emotional sea I

find myself drowning in – You left

so suddenly it deepened my melting

melancholy knowing there would be

no more early morning echoes of

sunrise reverie – Your eyes shining

like the brightest star in a distant

unknown galaxy looking deep into

the very cavities of my soul igniting

my most hidden emotions causing

welcome emotional electrifying

contortions of my whole existence –

Your essence glowing knowing that

we have become one being eternally

inseparable – Our love and passion

for each other radiating as powerful

as the sun but your golden glow is

now gone.

Are you here with me now?

I hear your voice but it turns into

softening echoes of nothingness

as familiar voices whisper in the

distance – Your face now a once

familiar haze as I reach out to you

and your voice like a gentle waterfall

flowing over smooth pebbles but I

cannot feel your velvet touch.

They are calling me now – Their

voices beckoning me to reunite with

them commune with them continue

with them – Exist with them,

They are here now, Your echo now

gone as I cross over onto that

promised spiritual liberating healing

shore but I will always remember

your soothing loving pure echo...

Back To You

Each amber morning sunrise I struggle to open my moist midnight eyes longing to see you once again in our promised eternal love den we created in decades of love shared from morning to eve despite life’s pressures to return each night to a love so precious we created our own rhythm in various sessions, so when I wake in the glow of another hopeful sunrise I struggle to let you go in our nightly midnight moonlit halo dance delight hoping to find my way back to you just for one more chance another timeless trance to hold you longer in my arms.

A sound a laugh an echo your floral essence still binds me to your eternal effervescence soothing my daily melancholy preventing me from concluding our daily liquid sunrise love story – I sometimes hear your crystal clear laughter in the morning breeze trying to put me at ease during this sinking drowning depression disease but then your healing uplifting voice brings me back to you to see me through yet another day without you...

I sometimes hear you whisper with the birds through the trees – Even the evening breeze feels like your soft silky caress to calm my daily distress of never being able to get back to you...

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DON BEUKES

DON BEUKES is the author of 'The Salamander Chronicles' (Creative Talents Unleashed) and 'Icarus Rising- Volume One’ (Alien Buddha Press). Originally from Cape Town, South Africa he taught English and Geography in both South Africa and the UK. His poetry has been anthologized in numerous collections and translated into Afrikaans, Persian, French and Albanian. He was nominated by Roxana Nastase, editor of Scarlet Leaf Review for the 'Best of the Net' in 2017 as well as the Pushcart Poetry Prize in 2016 for his poem 'Trilogy of Rose/Esorfo Ygolirt. His debut South African Publication is due in August 2018 with three prominent SA poets in a unique anthology reflecting on experiences of Apartheid and other global themes.