An Old MemoryA Poem by MadeleineShifting restlessly in my bed Before giving up And sneaking downstairs
I glance at the oven clock As I make my way To the living room, It is 11:27
My mother is in front Of me, wearing Her pajamas Talking to my dad About how late it is for my brother
I slink onto the couch Next to my dog I mention that he Looks very regal
I see the fluorescent light Reflecting off of his Chocolate eyes I pet his head And run my hand Through his fur
I lean backwards With my feet on the Back cushion, crossed I tilt my head towards the ground And it come in contact With a backpack Full of books
I play with my hair Looking at the dyed strands Thinking about light And wave frequencies
My dog sighs and gets off The couch I curl myself Up into an egg. A minute later I get off And go back to my room
I roll around In a half dreaming state For the longest time Before I go downstairs
The oven now reads 2:46am No one is awake I grab a blanket from An armchair And walk outside
I lay it on the deck It's cold, but I'm not Looking up at the stars Humming tunes To myself
I close my eyes And let the outdoors Overwhelm my senses The smell of dew and summer Cars honking in the distance And cricket chirping in my ears
I hold up my wrist And open my eyes On it is a frayed friendship bracelet So worn there’s barely any color
I wish for something Insignificant And let my arm drop Back to the ground
I take a deep breath In. Out.
In. Out.
I am silent
And I fall asleep © 2017 Madeleine |
AuthorMadeleineDearborn, MIAboutI love books. Like too much. I play the piano I have two birds... (they don't really like me) more..Writing
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