Resolutions

By MistakenMagic

Mon, 19 Jan 2009
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Do you dream about me?
Did you keep the photograph
my mother returned in a brown envelope?

Yes, that one, along with your sunglasses,
once hastily removed; they had fallen -
forgotten under my bed.

It’s been a while now,
and I still miss you.
I wonder if you miss me?

Of course you don’t.
I’m the one who’s crazy. Right?

Whispers roll like tumbleweed
across the horizon between us
and are never seen again.

Although I chase after them,
looking for something
that might have been;
another choice.

Its eyes are open,
but its chest does not rise!

I have made my resolution;
no more, no more crying over you.
Not now, not ever.

And as I walk away
I think I see you,
calling out as you
disappear in a flurry of snow.

Certificate U
Poem
Conversation With My Thirteen-Year-Old Self
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by tamara on
Sweetest Magic!how we are inspired by heartbreakers ey!!!!! I think I subconciously want it to happen so I can write with such a vengeance afterwards!!!! Absolutely lovely work, 'Whispers roll like tumbleweed across the horizon between us and are never seen again.' Absolute Magic as always.xx

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Thank you so much for the feedback Lynne and Nathan. I think this is one of my most honest and autobiographical poems to date. I have to agree Lynne - a broken heart does write with a vengeance :) And there's plenty more to come! Magic xxx

 

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Thank you so much Artisus, I'm glad you enjoyed reading :) Magic xxx

 

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
There is pain and not a little frustration here; it is almost tangible. Don't wish any more heartbreak on you Magic but if it keeps this kind of writing coming, well.... Chris X

Submitted by jennifer on
I love the detail of the brown envelope. So sad and yet lovely, the verse tamara highlighted is also my favourite... Yes, heartbreak fuelled me through enough poems...but what is that quote? 'To live and to write are two very different things, you know.' hehe J x

 

Submitted by littleditty on
- resolutions, both the resolve and the movement is expressesd in your poem - good images, tumbleweed whispers, the sunglasses found -hm, reminds me of folded t-shirts i had to sort through years later, no one folds tshirts that way! no more tears? Tears are usually healthy, and as inevitable as moving onwards, all the better though for a bit of grit and resolve...well done Magic, more of a gentle poem than bitter or sarcastic i thought..good stuff. (Happy New Year to you too :o) ld xxx

 

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Thank you Chris, it's true that my ex is still my muse, then, now and for ever - I've already got a dedication for my first anthology :) I'm glad you liked it Jen. You know the incident with the brown envelope actually happened - my mum went to the shop he works at to return some photographs and his sunglasses; I bet she scared the crap out of him when she turned up :p Thanks ld, I think this poem stemmed from the fact that a few minutes after midnight I ran straight to the bathroom crying my eyes out. I'm really quite embarrassed by the fact that my first few minutes of 2009 were spent crying over him - so this poem was a way to gather thoughts together and to start a fresh :) Magic xxx

 

Submitted by Bradene on
This is lovely Magic. A beautifully wistful poem full of atmosphere and left me feeling your yearning. Well written and constucted. Val x

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
I cannot add to what has already been said, Magic ... only to say that you go from strength to strength. I think it is your honesty and passion that always makes your work so special. Tina xx

 

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Thank you Tina and Val!