Again, June came -- uninvited,
shadows glimmer as I think about
those endless sleepless nights
I conquered under transcending stars.
Dark grey, the ashes of my collar bone.
Citylights won't break your heart,
as someone used to tell me.
Just recently, they did --
my heart torn apart,
hollow, and the blue bird residing in it
I hope you will remember,
the cold breeze at 8PM,
walking home from school,
the footbridges we once knew,
the songs from 3 years ago,
and the many uncertainties
and realities we weren't afraid to face,
I just hope you will...
For I always will,
yes, I always will...
10:54 PM, June 1st,
have already forgotten
the lessons in Taxation and Business Law,
but not your ethereal smile
during those long ago days.
Embroidered with moonlit verses
and unremembered dandelions,
uninvited, June came -- again.
And as someone used to tell me,
The format and imagery work well in creating an atmosphere that hangs like a heavy head.
Q. Another dandelion reference? What is the significance with this weed? Is it because of its beauty in natural surroundings? Is it the way it's seeds fly when whispered wishes are made?
A lovely piece of writing, with a mixture of reminiscing and where things are today.
nicely penned indeed with lots of painted imagery.
3 years ago
as i was reading this i was thinking to myself how annoyed i am i don't have my nominations back yet so i was pleased to see it has been nominated! - this needs to be on the front page for about a year, love it :)