Many happy returns

On the day that you left,
hope was thrown out
the window and 
into the 
snow.

Of course there really wasn’t
much hope to throw;
to throw into 
the melting 
snow.

There was no peace left. 
Nothing to drag me 
from the gutter 
to the 
glow.

So I sat in the room 
with the laughing chairs
watching each frozen
moment slip 
away.

….the white ribbons and pony-tail,
the thoughts that gave me
warmth at night and 
the book with 
the clasp 
that 
shut too tight.

…the silent dinners and phony smile,
the thoughts that kept me
up at night and 
my mouth like 
a book with 
a clasp
that 
couldn’t close right…

All of the things
we had and
used to 
be.

All of the things 
that meant the 
world to 
me.

Lost. 
Forever lost
in the noise
and all the heat.

Lost like melting snow.

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One thought on “Many happy returns

  1. I really like the poem you wrote here. I guess there are several ways to interpret this but I am going to assume this has to do with losing something on the outside. However I guess when you look at it deeper this could be the losing of a favorite season. We all see spring as the revelation of new things and or a rebirth, however it is the spring that gives you the most pain. winter is a favorite because it makes people become closer to each other. The coldness can be seen in a relationship that is too melting away.

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