1. You
I thought only of you.
I thought of you when mornings happened late.
I thought of you when nights refused to calm down.
I thought of you when the meals went untouched.
I thought of you when clothes remained a mess.
I thought of you when the balcony plant got flowers.
I thought of you when the snow became thing of the past.
I thought only of you.
I thought of you when no words came out of my pen.
I thought of you when favorite songs felt strange.
I thought of you when poetry became harder to tell
I thought of you when stories of new lands failed.
I thought of you when art gave no solace to my soul.
I thought of you when the skies offered no place to go.
2. I
I
did not feel
the same, more like a
new neighbor exchanging
hello, over tea and cookies;
Day by day I paled
trying to add you
(your thoughts and memories)
to the heart that was all yours;
overflowing with you
I floated and sank
between reality and my wants
to have you;
only YOU.
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Written for –
This poem is written as a response to write a poem of at least two multi-stanza cantos, using the styles found in She Had Some Horses by Joy Harjo
The list in the first section captured my attention. I was especially intrigued by “when the snow became a thing of the past” because I’d think losing “you” would make the narrator feel cold, therefore there’d be more snow.
That’s an interesting thought. I wrote in a way that the snow did not matter anymore. without you , it felt cold even in summers. But I liked yours more. Thank you for the input.