It’s as if we realized we simply had to grow up. That’s when we surrendered who we were to become who we are now. The thing is, I still remember who you were then.
I meander
trawling through
troughs and gullies
Never to think,
ponder, wonder
About you
You,
whose indifferent arms
Now embrace
all rivers
Everyone
but me
I remember
flood plain neighbors
soaking wide,
broad fields
Cranes held,
largemouth bass glistened
Summer sunshine
winter ice
We stayed together
Then,
a dam
Concrete and steel,
turbines
Electricity for someone else
You,
love asunder
Taken
from me
Now I roam
You, gone
What we never knew
You have become
Somewhere you are the ocean
and I?
Alone
Adam F.C. Fletcher 