This Place

nostalgia strikes again.

Pulsating rhythm,

Tick-tock-tick-tock

Against my wrist and

Syncopated feet

-left-right-left-right-

They stare at me from the ground

Those knotted eyes don't do well on their own

The corner looks the same,

I might as well be 5 again

Until the driveway

Disintegrated from the winter

Until the empty house,

The new dog-

But the seasons…

They wanted me to remember them…

Each lasted longer

Warm weather in November,

Snow in late may,

And the sun still hasn't pushed through

To complete the cycle

The sky moves on

So I might as well be 5

Leaving the "big girls" to their night games

Underneath the flickering streetlights

Still trying to find my proper place in the world

It's time to get going on that…

Ticklefttockright

Ticklefttockright

It's not the end of the world, drama queen,

It's a new beginning, cliché as it may be.

Author's Note

um.. tell me how i can improve it! <3

Reviews

[Kaye]

Q____Q This is a poem I understand, and the word choice and the imagery is perfect.
There is a bit of a confusion in the poem for me between "I might as well be 5 again" and "Until the driveway" After thinking about it quite a lot I completely understood, but it flows in such a way that's awkward to read I guess? Perhaps "Until" could be replaced with "But then" and/or an "is" between "Driveway" and "Disintigrated" Just as an example. It's just the transitions that were confusing about this poem really.
You could even consider simply changing to a new stanza for the "Until" sections.

The meaning of the poem is beautiful no matter what you change.