Nice to Meet You

Nice to meet you
By A. Doyle

I think of dry land cultivating nothing
I think of emptiness and sorrow
Under black skies and starless nights
I watch the flight of a sparrow circling
Searching for blue
Never moving in any direction
Just around and back again
My name is stuck
Nice to meet you

I walk and I breathe
In through my nose
And out through my teeth
My cheeks buried behind
The collar of a coat I never bought
On a day I never lived
With a soul I never knew
My name is Nowhere
Nice to meet you


A day goes by with each step I take
I imagine moving further away
From the break in my heart
You made when you begged me to stay
But left me with nothing to do
But to turn my back on you
To save myself
From the pain of seeing you cry
My name is guilty
Nice to meet you

I feel the wind cut my face
And turn my eyes to the ground
I kick a stone along this cold
Abandoned road
I feel regret like razor blades
Moving through my veins
And in my cells the loss permeates
I can’t walk fast enough
Or run far enough
Not even flying could pull me through
My name is lost
Nice to meet you

Reviews

[Jonathan Ballam]

My favourite line here would be

"I feel the wind cut my face / And turn my eyes to the ground."

Perhaps the most powerful point in this whole poem is the ambiguity in the ending. Well done, and thank you for sharing ;)

[A. Doyle]

Thank you for reading :-) your work is great, I am flattered. AD

[ChemicalMadness]

it's funny, you have a way of coming on slowly, unassumingly....and you draw the reader in...there is tempo to what you do and you know how to place your voice, where to assert it...everything came through here as you wanted....maybe better....

CM.

[A. Doyle]

Thanks for reading! Your words are much appreciated!

[A. Doyle]

This is my first time publicly sharing my personal work. I would appreciate any advice/ critique/ review. Thank you for taking the time! A.D