She Sits Alone and Thinks

She Sits Alone and Thinks

Day 16 of 30 Days of Poetry

Here we are, on the homeward leg. Past the halfway point now and heading to the finish line. I’m enjoying this writing prompt I came up with very much. Who knows what December might bring: keep an eye out!

A single poppy, flat as if it has been pressed and preserved, lying across a neutral background
She sits alone and thinks of days
Old voices echo in her ears
While feelings light upon her face
Then fall among the dust of years

She sits alone and thinks of one
An empty space within her heart
Reminds her of a time far gone
A promise that was torn apart

She sits alone and thinks of now
Of all that she's seen come to pass
Of when she used to dream of how
Her beau would come back to his lass

She sits alone and thinks of him
The news that broke confirmed her fears
That fate would snatch him on a whim
Her smile is brittle through her tears

2 thoughts on “She Sits Alone and Thinks

  1. Another poem…

    Today’s problems are tomorrow’s memories.
    They linger not, unless they’re nourished.
    Why feed the pain by dwelling on it,
    When forgiveness is what should be encouraged?
    The healing of your heart should be
    The focus of your energy.
    Only you can let it go,
    Only you can rise above.
    Only you can make love grow,
    Only you can free the dove.

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