I can't get the button to work, but this post is prompted by Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop... join in the writing fun!
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“Thirty Days Later”
If I loved you
I cried when you left
If you loved me
You would have turned back
If I loved you
I’d watch each day for something
If you loved me
You’d wonder why I hadn’t begged you
If I loved you
I’d fight the urge to beg you
If you loved me
It would kill you not to hear it
If I loved you
I’d lie awake each night
If you loved me
You’d be sleepless too
If you loved me
You’d face me
And not wonder why the tears
dropped from my chin.
One of us has love.
wants it
invited it in
and checked on it each night to
make sure it was sleeping peacefully
before turning in for the night.
The other one
Walked out the door
Without saying good-bye.
Or I love you.
(I cheated on this assignment. I wrote this last year, exactly 30 days after my daughter Dawn ran away the second time. And with Mama Kat's assignment, there are LOTS of things I'd like to forget, but the heartache that went with not knowing where she was AND knowing she didn't want to be with us was nearly unbearable. So I dusted this one off to share. Cheers!)
ba-deep ba-deep ba-deep . . .
13 years ago
Your poem was gut wrenching. I will be looking forward to more of your writing.
ReplyDeleteThis is very powerful. I have goose bumps. It is beautiful and so sad.
ReplyDeleteUgh! We're not there yet, thank God! But I can imagine how unbearable that had to be!! Beautiful poem. :)
ReplyDeleteEveryone-- Thank you for your compliments... I LOVE to write poetry, but am pretty hesitant to share.
ReplyDeleteMama--Here's hoping you NEVER get to this point!
Beautiful poem...I'm so glad that you shared it! I just wrote a difficult post today, but it was almost liberating to do :)
ReplyDeleteNatalie--Thank you! I think that, sometimes, the ones that are the hardest to write are the most liberating.... I'm on my way over to read your post!
ReplyDeletei was just scrolling through my reader, randomly stopping on posts since i have hundreds unread and know i'll never actually get to. as fate would have it, i landed on this one. dammit. ouch. too close to home. please say we can commiserate in person soon!
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