Cape Breton, 1816

The Fewtch

For how long after
you did the weather
tell our story
to my city?

Summer never came
and when we tell the kids
it scares them

Everything dies 
in love with something

Reviews

[Enigma Monster]

This is a very poignant piece. And the end is all too true. Nicely done.

[Corset]

it's wonderful and yet sad in they way we connect a piece of clothing, a city, a song to someone we love after they are gone, how long did he wear that jacket or did she keep that nightgown after the love was gone, just to remember the smell of those days, the softness the warmth when love was there and real and with you, I love, love, love this write.

[The Twin Arenas]

Thanks. I'm a big fan of stories outta places where "summer never came."

[Carolynn]

This is very powerful especially the last line. Well done!

[Meg Grim]

This is concise and provoking. I am not usually moved by poems, but I was by this one. Well done.

[Matching Socks]

Well done Waconda .

[Annie Gryphon]

a bit mysterious, i like it

[h d e rushin]

wonderfully written my friend....dana

[The Twin Arenas]

Thanks, Dana.

[Julia Mars]

Och, would you look at this!
I've camped in them Highlands of the National Park, driven the windy Cabot trail over Mackenzie mountain. Feasted on the lobster and scallops along the way. It's a beautiful bit of heaven, a place to fall in love and die happy.

[Cory Barrett]

Cape Breton is already cold. Put it under the volcano eruption of 1816, colder still.

Die while your are in love with something that doesn't love you back, now that's ice cold.