Rejection

The call came after waiting so long you were sure they'd forgotten.

It was such an ordinary day,

But your heart stopped when the phone said,

“Mechanicsburg.”

Surely, they wouldn't call unless...

Answered and it was wrong.

All wrong.

The voice was heavy--

This call was a chore.

“We've decided to move in a different direction.”

S**t

So much carried in such a short phrase.

Such a polite way to say,

“You're not good enough.”

So nice of them to call and let you know--

Not leave you hanging--

Make your day come crashing around your ears...

What now?

Author's Note

Thoughts?

Reviews

[annalysiar]

I love that ending "what now?" it actually makes one think of what happens now. Great poem all in all I loved the flow and the way you use simple phrases to convey paragraphs

[Johnny]

what now? lol keep writing! poems as good as this one are always worth reading!

[William Gardner]

The world is always crashing around your ears, muted and everything all at the same time. I wish the best of luck Viola, and I would remind you, even though it might not feel like it at the moment, that everything happens for a reason... and (and this may blow your mind) everything happens for the best.

[viola]

Indeed! Mostly this was an experiment as my poems tend to be a little more positive, and it was a healthy as opposed to unhealthy expression of frustration.

[Aphy!]

Honestly I feel like the structure was a bit informal, but then again there's no "right way" of writing a poem. It was really lovely and I had good vibes while reading this piece. The sting of rejection really does burn (believe me I know) and we just have to pick ourselves up and move on because it's life right? And we're bound to face rejection at some point in life. Great stuff hey. Really good.
Aphy!