The porch steps are cold despite the flowers
I remain hopeful in my solitude
The radio wails so I don’t have to
It’s 6 pm and I’ve been waiting
Since 3 pm, your promise repeating yet
The porch steps are cold despite the flowers
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It’s 9 pm and darkness is whispering
Forget, the candles are melting yet
I remain hopeful in my solitude
.
It’s midnight and I’m fumbling
For reasons, don’t stop believing yet
The radio wails so I don’t have to
For the visually challenged reader, the image shows an outdoor scene. An old fashioned radio is placed next to a couple of candles and a wicker basket. Behind the radio is a pot full of blooming red flowers.
I’ve been sitting on this poem for a few days, but it’s time to set it free! Peter, at dVerse’s last Meeting of the Bar for 2020, brought these prompts together with his request for poems that explored different endings/beginnings. I immediately thought of a cascade poem, one of my favorites with lines that repeat and loop back. The one above also plays with enjambment.
Sadje’s What do you see #60 provide the inspirational picture while Patrick’s Pic and a Word Challenge #257 – Solitude provided the feeling that this picture brought for me. Maybe it’s the melancholy that the end of the year brings me, even for a year as bad as 2020. This year definitely had its share of disappointments, promises and plans not kept. And solitude – even with family, that feeling of disconnectedness has been quite profound this year.
Still, I’m sad to see this year end – I’ve enjoyed the extra time with my children and the more relaxed (meaning, basically non-existent) schedule. I know 2021 will be better. It has to be.
©️ 2020 iido
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