that day peeled back a jagged blue
as the first sight to greet the eyes in the morning
stretching over the mountain tops
until it leaked into every household
within walking distance of the city
that day the bus broke down
three blocks over and one minute before
my inevitable speech about buying a car
in case i ever ended up stranded downtown again
with only $1.25 in my name
that day was one of the last days the leaves fell,
twitching in their agonized dance
as if trying to prolong the descent of winter
for just a second longer, allowing their voices to sing
once more before they met their end
under the crunch of my boots
that day i had no classes
but came to college anyways, to visit and pretend
i was doing my homework
and that time when i sat down on the couch
in the student lounge beside you,
i waited a moment before gently removing your arm
from around my shoulders
This isn't so violent. I like seeing this side of you in poetry, it's a bit refreshing from all the gore and darkness. Sometimes simple is better. By the way, in the first stanza you have 'streching' instead of stretching.
ReplyDeletethanks. i'll fix that now.
Deletei don't know why it's harder for me to write these types of poems. cause even the ones that i don't think are dark or i mean to be only simple love poems turn out differently than i wanted them to. maybe this one worked out cause it was an alternative reality situation of what could have happened if i'd said yes. it's also one of the few poems i really like that came out of my first year writing course.