Time i miss you most

Time i miss you most

A Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham
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I have a very complicated relationship with my mother, the last time i saw her was when i was 18, and before that i didn't see her for 8 years. I use to miss EVERYTHING about her.

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times like this i miss you 
miss you most, 
cold air gushes in a window open, 
wind, Harsh, incirlces my body 
almost likes it's holding 
me. 
I lean into it for comfort 
I pretend it your arms, I let 
them support me. 
But your not 
there and i fall again 
It's times like these i 
miss you most 

© 2015 Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham


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Oooh, this is sad Crystal, and chilling too! I'm sure you are not alone in feeling this way. And reading your description at the top makes it all the more sad! So sorry to hear you have such an uncomfortable relationship with your Mother. Mothers are very important, and I'm always writing bits about what I remember of my Mother or aspects of mothers in general and often I get some wonderful feedback but in the process it's revealed how so many don't have that or never did. My Mother had some issues with her mother too, and also being separated from her living in a children's home (1940's) must not have helped at all. But, it's amazing what a sweet loving person my Mother turned out to be, considering she never had that herself. Don't know where she developed such a personality.

I used to clash with my Father a lot, but after my Mother died, strangely, bit by bit, he changed and we really grew to love each other. I never thought that would be possible with my Dad, but it can happen when you least expect. There are times when one small thing can change everything. I really hope it will for you Crystal. xx

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Oooh, this is sad Crystal, and chilling too! I'm sure you are not alone in feeling this way. And reading your description at the top makes it all the more sad! So sorry to hear you have such an uncomfortable relationship with your Mother. Mothers are very important, and I'm always writing bits about what I remember of my Mother or aspects of mothers in general and often I get some wonderful feedback but in the process it's revealed how so many don't have that or never did. My Mother had some issues with her mother too, and also being separated from her living in a children's home (1940's) must not have helped at all. But, it's amazing what a sweet loving person my Mother turned out to be, considering she never had that herself. Don't know where she developed such a personality.

I used to clash with my Father a lot, but after my Mother died, strangely, bit by bit, he changed and we really grew to love each other. I never thought that would be possible with my Dad, but it can happen when you least expect. There are times when one small thing can change everything. I really hope it will for you Crystal. xx

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Absolutely beautiful! :) :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Chrysta: I enjoyed your poem...I smiled as a read a few lines. The content is emotional and bring forth great imagery; love the first stanza: cold air rushes in the window open, the wind, like those syllables together and the flow is very good; the rest of the first stanza is great too. The title Time is miss you most is befitting and you made me see you leaning into it for comfort, I love the line, I pretend it(s) your arms. The ending is a slam dunk too Very good writing. Thank you very much. Dale

Posted 8 Years Ago


Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham

8 Years Ago

Thank you. I am glad you enjoyed it. Its a really personal for me.
Confuser

8 Years Ago

My pleasure Chrysta: Dale...............

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Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham
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I am a poet by nature. Words just speak to me and color my world. I away think of poetry as painting with phases, just as vibrant and life giving as they are messy and complex. more..

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