Blow my whistle

by Jeremy Edmondson   Nov 15, 2005


Just Blow My Whistle
We started this journey so very long ago and I couldnâ??t have been happier that we did. Only a few steps in I turned to you and said this will be over one day and you started crying and until today I didnâ??t know why. I loved you and you loved me that kept us going for a while. You made me believe that our hearts would walk for ever and never get tired. Month by month we came past many milestones and there we stopped to carve our names in the stone. We crossed many bridges and ate on many beaches. Then we came upon the dark woods. We entered them boasting of our love that could cut a trail rite in the middle of those woods. Once in the thick of the woods we knew just love alone wouldnâ??t get out of this one. I called to you and promised that there would always be a way out no matter how much of a dead end it seemed. The tangles of limbs and vines pulled at the love that held us together and broke it many times but we always got contact back. Soon we came to the end of those woods out into another clearing and we swore we would find a way to bypass those woods from then on. Just as I had promised we found a way out. We boasted about our love again soon after getting out of that mess and found ourselves in thicker woods. Now today stuck in this new forest I ask for you to call for me I know youâ??ve found the exit. Youâ??ve found the way that works my way only got me lost deeper and deeper in the thickness. You know the true way out you told me so but I pulled in a different direction and our bond snapped once more. I know youâ??re at that exit calling for me I just canâ??t hear it yet. Amber, blow my whistle. I donâ??t want to be lost here forever and I donâ??t want to die in the oppressing briars. Blow my whistle let me know youâ??re still looking for me. Let me know you still love me. I love you so much and, is that a whistle I hear? I think I see you. You have made your way out. Iâ??m almost there just keep blowing. I see you now that is you! Now as I reach out my hand please pull me out. I cut up badly from all the fighting with the trees but I know your love will heal me. Iâ??m hear and Iâ??m waiting now please pull me out.

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  • 19 years ago

    by CUT UP angel

    This is like a story its mad bad i am in love with it your like the best poet or something ill blow your whistle! lmao

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