JUST CAN’T SHAKE

JUST CAN'T SHAKE
JUST CAN’T SHAKE

 

Just Can’t Shake
Lot of times it is the hurt that you just can’t shake.
Sometimes, you just never know what is at stake,
A few tears now and then, just to let them out,
Life is confusing. You never know what it is all about.
Rain on an empty house, most times does not bother me,
Tonight, it makes me lonely, and I wonder where is she.
Is she, like me, lying in bed, sad, and wide awake?
Is the love we had and lost just as hard for her to shake?
The cars passing on the highway never used to bother me.
Now remind me of our road trips, when our love was free.
Why is love and loving someone forever so hard to do?
Just can’t shake it, and this is difficult for me to get through.
What hurts the most, being so close, being so much alike,
Knowing each other thoughts was very much dreamlike.
Does she miss our love, miss me, as much as I miss her?
Why fate can’t let us be, just leave us as we were?
Walking away is tough to do, leaving footprints in the dust,
Just can’t shake it, but to move forward, I guess, I must.
Sure, there will be days, pretending all is good and okay,
Deep in my heart, I will know it is a fib, a lie, on those days.
Throwing away those times that should of, could have been,
Never knowing how long it takes to heal, or even when.
Yes, loving and losing are as painful as it will ever be,
In my mind, I will always wonder where is she.
A few tears now and then, just to let them out,
Life is confusing. You never know what it is all about.
Sometimes, you just never know what is at stake,
Lot of times it is the hurt that you just can’t shake.
By Kurt James
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Kurt James was born and raised in the foothills of the Colorado Rocky Mountains. With family roots in western Kansas and having lived in South Dakota for 20 years Kurt naturally had become an old western and nature enthusiast. Over the years Kurt has become one of Colorado’s prominent nature photographer’s through his brand name of Midnight Wind Photography. His poetry has been featured in the Denver Post, PM Magazine and on 9NEWS in Denver, Colorado. Kurt is also a feature writer for HubPages and Creative Exiles with the article’s focused on Colorado history, ghost towns, outlaws, and poetry. Inspired at a young age by writers such as Jack London, Louis L’Amour and Max Brand have formed Kurt’s natural ability as a storyteller. Kurt has published 7 novels all based in and around the Colorado Rocky Mountains. Using the Midnight Wind Publishing brand Kurt has also released a poetry collection called the wandering man collection - Poetry and Thoughts of a Wandering Man - (Uniquely Colorado edition) and now this collection - Poetry and Reflections of a Wandering Man (Random Thoughts edition). Kurt has also published 3 historical reference books, and one humor book. All are available in print or download on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Goodreads and other fine bookstores. And a few shady bookstores as well. Kurt is working on his 9th Colorado adventure tale novel “Rocky Mountain Moonshiner”.

7 thoughts on “JUST CAN’T SHAKE

  • April 1, 2022 at 2:53 PM
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    So beautiful and very well expressed poem. Thanks for sharing your beautiful poem, Kurt.

    Stay safe and blessed!!

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    • April 2, 2022 at 6:29 AM
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      Misbah, glad you enjoyed this piece and commented on it. Much appreciated by me.

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  • April 4, 2022 at 11:34 AM
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    Kurt I enjoyed reading your poem. Well crafted and reaching perfection. I am going to share your posts on our TCE facebook page. If you would rather I don’t share just let me know. Jamie

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    • April 5, 2022 at 2:07 PM
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      Jamie, thank you for the great compliment on this piece. And yes, feel free to share any of my work that you want.

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  • April 11, 2022 at 10:57 AM
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    Isn’t that the way though, every little speck of anything ends you of her. Then anger settles at your tongue along with the waterworks. Why was it wrong, what could be done differently, so many questions flood your thoughts. It’s so painful. I felt all that while reading this. Nice work Kurt

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