A Winter of Memories

You only miss the sun when it starts to snow ...

 

 

 

 

 A WINTER OF MEMORIES

 

 

The roses are dead. Crystal snowflakes

Adorn the abandoned home we lived in.

I stop by sometimes, to gather the pieces of my life,

And contemplate if I could've made it alright.

 

 

MAY:

 

When we first met, our hearts did not race.

Yet our eyes did get drawn to each other's face.

The summer wind blew; all around arose anew:

The only broken dolls were me and you.

 

JUNE:

 

You - oh, why? - were the only thing in my mind.

The raindrops fell, but I flew high.

Touches were soft, kisses were grace.

The distance was closed - our hearts raced.

 

JULY:

 

The world welcomed us, and we welcomed the world.

The nights were a harmony, the days were a blur.

When the glorious lights lit up the night sky,

I saw my tinted images reflected in your eyes.

 

AUGUST:

 

The late summer wind blew in the dust and leaves.

We pretended we were still in bliss.

Holding hands; nonconformist stands;

We were treading on unmapped lands.

 

SEPTEMBER:

The first time I cried; the first time you lied;

The first time I let the roses die.

The autumn onset turned the green leaves red,

And I uttered the words that I'll always regret.

 

OCTOBER:

 

Autumn brought tears, and incarnation of our fears,

As the unwanted, unasked for, inevitable neared.

I saw the leaves fall, I heard the last call,

I gathered the letters and the broken dolls.

 

NOVEMBER:

 

When we last met, our gazes never scraped.

We neither felt love, nor any hate.

The November nights were the loneliest time,

But the tears didn't fall - my eyes were dry.

 

DECEMBER:

 

The roses are dead. Crystal snowflakes

Adorn the abandoned home we lived in.

I stop by sometimes, to gather the pieces of my life,

And contemplate if I could've made it alright.

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Author's Note

My first attempt at a love poetry (though it turned out to be sad in the end because, you know, I'm terrible with happy endings!). Hope you like it. Suggestions would be most welcome.

Reviews

[Bear]

The reality is there are less happy endings than sad and I would rather read a sad believable ending than a far fetched happy one. I liked the monthly format and the emotion was real and engaging. There are on guarantees of happiness in life, it is what you make of it and are willing to invest into it so I find your poems ending perfect :~)

[Sally Hope]

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this. Your words are true: There's no happiness in life unless you make it. I'm glad that you liked the ending. Some stories are destined to end this way.

[Bear]

I tell people that I like dark poetry, how can you know happiness or love without knowing and understanding sad or loneliness? And learning how others react and deal with it is a great lesson learned without the hard knocks :~)

[Scott Thompson]

I "suggest" you continue writing! Sad ending, surely!...love tends to end that way. I enjoyed the way it was broken into stanzas. Occasionally sadness may be sublime, I relished the pain! S

[Sally Hope]

Thanks for the "suggestion", Scott! And thanks for taking the time to read this. I'm really glad that you found this to be sublime.

[Willard Wells]

Seasons change and love evolves. A very lovely piece as you search your feelings of love over time.

[Sally Hope]

Thank you for taking the time to read this. Your heartfelt review means a lot.

[Robert Parlange]

Very good. I like the way you used the media as part of the poem. Colors and fonts add to the power of the words. The computer can be a malleable canvas for our minds.

The use of the seasons is a good metaphor for lost love. I got dumped in the Spring. So much for sunshine and lollipops.

[Sally Hope]

Ha! It's really true that the whole world's based on the foundations of irony. Sorry for you, buddy. And thanks for taking the time to read this. I know you're not much of a poetry-person, but still you reviewed this. It truly means a lot.

[Robert Parlange]

No problem.

[Adam Adams]

Very captivating poetry. U sound lika sexy storyteller. Damn, u almost got me feeling like: "Oh... who's she - the abandon flower of every season?" Ah, very touching. Thoughtfully pen'd up! U capture all the real nice feelings of ur tormented heart in words very well - the heart that's been in love, once, a long ago, but now what's left... is just a storehouse of scratched memories... belonged to capricious love. Sounds interesting. Ah.. ev'n i guess, u sound way interesting to get heart drunk... xcross the wall of ur artistic pages. Umm... nice. Keep up the gr8 work!

Looking 4ward to reading ur work!

[Sally Hope]

Thanks, uh, I guess, for the incoherent yet kind of great review :) Looking forward to getting reviewed by you ... I think.

[Ashley Lytle]

This is absolutely beautiful. It was such a great pleasure to read. I could feel the feelings of the person. I wanted to know more and I felt completely intrigued and drawn into the story. This is a wonderful love story (who says they always need a happy ending). This was really unique and was a great read! Love that you tried something new.

[Sally Hope]

Thank you so much for the amazing review, Ashley! It really means a lot that you took the time to read this, and I'm glad that you found it unique.

[Ashley Lytle]

You're welcome ☺️

[Rosaliine]

I love how you've combined the seasonal imagery and love together! Keep up the good work and I look forward to reading more. (And don't worry I'm terrible at happy endings too :p) x

[Sally Hope]

Thank you so much for the amazing review, Rosaliine! I'm glad that you loved it. And also, good to know
that I'm not the only one with a taste for bitter ends :D

[Rosaliine]

You're welcome! And they do say a story that has a happy ending is one that hasn't finished yet :p x

[Chris]

"Love Poetry" - Our perceptions are unique to our own minds and life experience. Such Poetry tends to tell us an author's thoughts OR our own. And when we are very lucky - both.

I appreciate the illusions of time and the allusions of "life happens - somehow".

[Sally Hope]

Thank god, I mean, you. Thank you. I'm glad you liked this piece.

[LapseOfMind]

Very nicely done. The structure of it works perfectly as you tell your tale. I've never been one for love poetry but enjoyed this one. It flowed well and captured my attention. Good job, good write

[Sally Hope]

"I've never been one for love poetry but enjoyed this one." - I had a strange déjà vu feeling when you said that, for I myself have said it countless number of times. Which is why, of course, I had to try and write one to see what the big deal was all about :D. I'm glad that you liked it, and the fact that it captured your attention. There's no higher compliment for a writer.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed your description of the season and the months. You did very well. You are a amazing writer. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Sally Hope]

Thank you so much for stopping by, Coyote. It means a lot. And I'm glad you liked it.

[Coyote Poetry]

I did and you are welcome.