Friendship Reborn

Where have you been, old friend?

I’ve been waiting for you

It seems it’s been a lifetime

Since last my gaze met yours

An eon since your sharp wit

Has crossed blades with mine

Far too long since I’ve heard

The melody of your dear words


You seem not the same

Your moods shift and shimmer

Like a mirage in a vast desert

But there are flashes

Things that I just barely remember

Of times long gone

And bonds deeper than mortal memory

Come walk with me, my dear new friend


My submission for today’s NaPoWriMo prompt, to begin and end with the same word. Friendship is something I treasure beyond any other experience in this world, people take it for granted. But then there are very few people who have ever been truly alone. They would not be so careless otherwise.


About jessicanix

I am a college student that loves everything about the written word. Stories and poetry are my mediums of choice and, with a little luck, I can show you why. Come visit me at Shadowed in Moonlight.

Posted on April 18, 2013, in In the Pack, NaPoWriMo, Wolfsong and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. You’re quickly becoming one of those rare friends. I know you know how it feels to be alone and because of that, you don’t take people for granted or life for granted. You are a rare breed of people. (((hugs)))

    • Ah, you gave me warm fuzzies. In an effort to return the favor, and at the risk of sounding mildly creepy, I have to say that this poem was at least partially inspired by you. It’s rare for me to feel a connection with anyone, and rarer still on the internet, but I do feel one with you.
      People take their friends and family for granted all the time and it hurts my heart. I just can’t understand it. From reading your blog, I think you don’t take these things for granted either. I admire how open you are with your emotions, just writing this is making me squirm. Emotions = vulnerability = bad. But, well, I guess if you’re offering hugs I’ll deal with my discomfort at least this one time ;).

      • AWW! I’m half getting teary AND laughing at you all in the same breath! That must have HURT to return those warm fuzzies. I’ll try not to make you have to do that more than once a week okay? lamo I’m COMPLETELY honored that I would ever inspire anyone as creative as yourself to write this!!!! Just wait til I read this to my husband and tell him that I inspired that. I’m not going to tell him that I only inspired it “in part”. hehehe Only you and I will know the “in part” thing 😉

    • You’re secret is safe with me. So long as you don’t tell anyone I actually had warm fuzzies, it would really undermine my whole world domination thing. I’m glad your pleased with it, it draws pretty heavy on my reincarnation beliefs as well.
      I appreciate you not forcing me to do this all the time, I can’t be getting all sappy or all the other Scorpios would eat me alive. I figured I had to do it at least once so you knew you weren’t talking to a brick wall or an ice figure, either way.

      • OMG! You’re KILLING me!

        I TOO have reincarnation beliefs. I actually went to see a past life regression specialist. My mind is still blown with what all she told me and how accurate she was with some of the things she talked about. I started doing research on Edgar Casey and that’s what led me to find her. Edgar Casey fascinates me! Oh and he was a Christian. Weird huh?

      • Really? And here I thought that Christianity and reincarnation were mutually exclusive belief systems. I’ve actually never heard of Edgar Casey, a quick look at Wikipedia gives me the basic idea though. Past life regression isn’t something I’ve ever done, but I think Hope did once. I don’t have any memories or anything like that, or at least nothing I’ve identified as such. When I met Hope, I trusted her instantly and we ended up telling each other a lot of things in the first day of knowing each other that we normally wouldn’t tell people we’ve known for years. I’m not like that. I’m normally hesitant of people on the internet, no matter how much we talk, but I find myself trusting you in ways that I don’t normally have even with people I actually know. Again it’s not like me. My theory is that people recognize each other when they’ve known each other in former lives and that it smooths the way for a new relationship on top of the old one that neither can really remember. There’s more to it, but I could write a whole post on that subject and maybe I will someday.

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