April's Pain
Excerpt from 'Wasted Love'
Spring arrived
Holding hope’s hand
Introducing me to you
The you that suddenly
Looked so different to
The you I’d been friends with
Just the day before
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September smiled at me
And I smiled back
Thinking it held happiness
Thinking it could hand me
Your heart
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And when November came
You caught the first strong breeze
Slipping away like a dandelion
And still I kept holding out my hand
And wishing and wishing and wishing
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And in December I saw
Christmas lights all around me
But I didn’t see you here
Only in my dreams and faded memories
When I woke up to January knocking at my door
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The months walked past me
Leaving footprints behind
Even when you didn’t
Even when you only left
Trails of blood
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And now I am wrapped
In April’s pain
Shedding invisible tears
That look like you
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I wish Spring would’ve
Arrived without you
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶4 days ago in Petlife
Comments (3)
“wrapped in April’s pain-“ love that phrase! love this poem! absolutely beautiful 💕💕
This is brilliant, Poppy!
OMG, these last two lines! They hit me really hard. It's a superb poem, Poppy!