You Have My Copy of The Bell Jar

I never should have lent you my copy of The Bell Jar

You said you'd return it

But I haven't seen you at any places you usually are

I know it is just sitting next to your bed

It probably screams at you because it was never read

For as long as you've had it

Did you at least look at the underlines

And see a few reasons why

I always change

Jumping from one mutually exclusive thing to the next

And the only person I ever bring along is myself

So when I leave you behind

Don't be surprised

We both saw it coming

Since the beginning

You'll be left standing by a fig tree

Waiting for me 

To come pick the fruit with you

Wearing the color Sylvia hates most: blue

As I sit inside

Watching you fight 

With someone new

Looking back on everything you've done to me 

That I used to believe were so serene

Was really just a pendulous swing 

Between treacherous and guileless things

Are you my bell jar?

I never thought of it before

but maybe you are.

Reviews

[NonnieK]

I like the correlation between the book "The Bell Jar" & the poem itself/writer. Your bell jar....trying to find your true self separate from others is hard business. Good Work!

[Sunny Day]

I enjoyed this poem. It was easily read but still had concepts that made my mind move in directions that I appreciated.

The rhyming words made for a pleasant sound while read aloud.

[Gabrielle Lyn]

Thank you so much for reading!