Turn Toward The Window

Written a long long time ago...

TURN TOWARD THE WINDOW

 

Turn towards the window

I will face the wall

Don’t tell me

That you love me

I can’t take it anymore

 

My time is mine

As yours is yours

And if the time is ripe

For leaving

Then I won’t

Stand in your way

 

You’ve hurt me

For so long now

By wanting this

And wanting that

Nothing really tangible

But never satisfied

 

Take your

Pocketful of poems

Your patchwork jeans

Check out your sanity

Go ride on your misery

Let me be a memory

And leave me now forever

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

When I say a long, long time ago, I mean a very very long time ago

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

These stanzas are written in such a way that they appear as a conversation between two who have clearly reached a brick wall. The fact that they can't even face each other while saying what they have to say is telling. (Clearly a suggestion by one of the two.) The final stanza, a command littered with items designed to inflict hurt. Partings always hurt, even amicable ones. This wasn't amicable. This, where sanity is brought in question and ride on your misery is nasty. Very visual, easy to picture the setting.

Chris

[Neville]

that is just the way it was.. but like I said. it was an awful long time ago now... am glad you were the first to comment.. not bad after five years here in print.. cheers my friend.. N

[Chris Shaw]

You mean that poem has been in the archives here for five years until you got a first comment from me? Well, well, well. Three holes in the ground :) Makes me pleased I commented first :)

[Neville]

Yes.. November 30th 2013.. cheers our Chris & Cherrie's not far behind ya I see...:)

[Cherrie Palmer]

Every now and then we must dust off old pains. You have captured the event with a very fluid dialog.

[Neville]

Done and dusted.. bless ya Cherrie, I do so appreciate you visiting like this.. many thanks indeed, N

[Cherrie Palmer]

Always a delight

[Neville]

well I am truly grateful to you for all the support and encouragement and hope I can reciprocate as meaningfully x

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Ah, your last stanza hits hard. Sharp words but oh, it's better to be clear...the poems are indeed in the end worthless if you aren't with whom you wrote them for. ..
Interesting to read you always, N. x

[Neville]

what can I say except a great big thank you my friend.. tis good to know someone is on my side N x