Love's Crunching Debris

by HOLLY ARMER   Oct 20, 2011


As the leaves lose color
and clatter to the ground
I remember our love
lost among the crunching debris

November dances
enticing me to try once again
only to have December
leave me desolate and alone

January brings the new year
and hope for what I deserve
A chance at renewal
companionship and trust

But as I greet February
I hear October mocking me
shattering my optimism
in one fell swoop

I shudder and long for the darkness of fall to envelope my hollow soul

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  • 12 years ago

    by Melpomene

    Holly,

    I love the use of time in poetry, from months, numbers, dates etc it's something that has an antique quality to it and the imagery tends to remind me of old sepia photographs. This piece had that quality to it which was lovely to see, especially since it's a love poem with sadness fluttering throughout.

    I was particularly fond of the imagery in the first stanza, autumn is my favourite season and I could picture you walking through a park, leavings crunching beneath your feet, again this created that antique picture even though it was of a recent time. I liked how anyone, anywhere, from any generation could read this and relate to it.

    In the second stanza, second line, I'd remove "yet" as it doesn't really work well in this context. In the third stanza, second line, I think the poem would read with a better flow if you removed "with it"

    "I hear October mocking me"

    I loved this line, especially the personification of mocking! Great job.

    This was a nice poem Holly, good job.
    -Mel

  • 12 years ago

    by Chelsey

    January brings the new year
    and with it hope for what I deserve
    A chance at renewal
    companionship and trust

    ^ I love this stanza, it takes a sad piece and gives it an ounce of hope and something positive!!

    I loved the title, it drew me in!
    The last line totallyy changed the mood of this poem, it made it dark and sad right when that one stanza made it hopeful. I kind of like that there was more than one tone here :) Great write