Alone In Autumn

High above the treetops
as I swing to and fro,
my hair waves in colors of Autumn.
I come here to forgive you,
to erase the memories of you,
to reclaim the season you stole.
I make no apologies for my need to escape
nor the desire to become one
with this world that surrounds me.
If you taught me anything,
it is the need to be left alone.

Reviews

[SkinlessFrank]

I have found that people and "events" can steal a season from us, and that it can take years to separate that from the attachment we feel to a particular time of year. We forget that it is these people and events that have robbed us, until we discover suddenly one day, on a swing, as you have, that we have reclaimed it.

[Wandering Violet]

A beautiful poem and the picture matches it perfectly. Many poems about getting over being hurt by someone are bitter, but yours is sweet and fresh, breathing new life into the subject yet with underlying sadness. Well done!

[Chris G. Vaillancourt]

Great write. Enjoyed this piece

[Judy Ponceby]

Wonderful words. Glad to see you about again :)

[Amanda Buscemi]

"to reclaim the season you stole" - an excellent expression. What you describe is a unique state of sadness, separation, and relief, that I think everyone eventually finds themselves in.

[Frank James Davis]

"To be left alone" is my definition of freedom.
Excellent poem.

[Robin]

learning the grace of solitude