Up in the Tree

I remember this park

JFK, where I climbed the trees

and Paul kissed me.

I remember this lane

where I pissed half-naked

drunk and stoned once again.

I remember this club

where I met my husband

on one dollar shot nights

barely able to drive

outta the womb.

I remember this bus

where I met my friends

down Park avenue.

I keep on forgetting

that you don’t live here anymore.

I keep on forgetting

that you took my suitcase with you.

I keep on forgetting

you never replied to my letters.

But once in a while

I climb up that tree

old forty-seven year old me

remembering and forgetting

all of our first kisses.

Funny how,

every time I saw you

it was like the first time.

Funny how,

I did not recognize you

from the back anymore.

 

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10 comments

  1. binucherian · May 18, 2016

    wonderful …keep doing your good work. we are really blessed to read this.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Chrissy · May 18, 2016

      So gracious of you to say, appreciate that very much.

      Like

  2. thedarkestfairytale · May 18, 2016

    Love this made me smile x

    Liked by 1 person

  3. clinock · May 19, 2016

    Bitter sweet, the memories, and expressed so perfectly in your poem…

    Liked by 1 person

  4. EDC Writing · May 19, 2016

    You know how to make a man be still….

    Liked by 1 person

    • Chrissy · May 19, 2016

      wow, never heard that before, interesting visual…I think perhaps with words, but not sure.

      Liked by 1 person

  5. EDC Writing · May 19, 2016

    Why your words touched and stilled…who knows…talent…a gift…you have and give…I believe so…

    Liked by 1 person

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