A Poem by GlamGirl

A lost love

I look out the cracked window
pane to see raindrops streaming
down in an endless race against
themselves and I grab the peach colored
umbrella Janet gave me for my forty third
birthday and step outside where I no
longer see her blue SUV in the driveway
and I remember something is wrong when 
her black raincoat and worn out boots are not
next to mine, but the boys at the end
of the street are still there, using
the water to slick back their greasy mops
and I go to ask them if they had seen

Janet but they shake their tired
heads at me and go on with their talk
of what they bought off the black man
outside of Steve's Bar and I turn to 
search in earnest of my love but the
rain blurs my vision and my weary feet 
carry me sluggishly down the street in
search for the lost one

After the sun rises and parts the
clouds still carrying rain, I end the search
for my love and we sit together and I
want to reach and hold her hand and
tell her the headlines of my morning papers,
but I can't so we sit in silence,
Janet and I,
and I watch her rest peacefully
six feet under.

© 2013 GlamGirl

Author's Note

*This poem is an imitation poem of Terrence Hayes' 'Morning Poem'

I haven't posted on here for about a year, but I've started a college course on creative writing and figured I would post some of my newest work here. Let's see if anyone remembers me :P

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Added on June 21, 2013
Last Updated on June 21, 2013
Tags: poetry, poem, love, sad, death, janet




17, competitive dancer, musician, runner, general dork. I used to post a lot a few years ago, and I've found some interest again through a poetry class I am taking at school. Looking forward to pos.. more..

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