All of me

All of me

 

We strolled -

When laughter turned to mud,

roots found solace on mountain tops

and treading tears was a fad

 

We held hands -

as carousels spun sideways,

stars collected on door mats

and silence hurt our ears

 

We smiled -

When Saturdays became Mondays,

gardens were carved of granite

and songbirds chirped in Cantonese

 

We laughed -

When bologna was fruit flavored,

pink was the color of death

and bones broke sticks and stones

 

We split -

When you found all of this

made more sense than dealing

with all of me

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

An interesting progression, and wonderful imagery.

[willweb]

Thank you again so much for your nice comments.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Relationships are such hard work.Today things are considered great and tomorrow those same things are an annoyance.People change.Great poem :)

[willweb]

Thank you again Vidya. I am always happy when you stop by.

[lady sunshine]

We split -
When you found all of this
made more sense than dealing
with all of me

i loved going through this.... good work... :)

[willweb]

Thank you so very much again Lady Sunshine. Your nice comments do bring sunshine to my day.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I lost a relationship on the rebound once. I should have known better, but I never thought he'd hurt me. He called me one night to say he was "taking her back"...seems he needed to find out if she was "for real".

You've put a spin on it...and immortalized the pain. Good for you!!

I enjoyed reading you...

[willweb]

Thank you so very much Kelly. Sorry about your heart break, "taking her back", that must have really hurt. I am happy though that you found some enjoyment in this poem.

[MsJewel]

You have a stellar imagination and your creativity shines in this well written poem. Truly a delight to read.

:) Julie

[willweb]

Thank you so very much Julie. I am excited you enjoyed this poem.

[Matching Socks]

Brilliant, parts of this made me smile, at the dark humour in it.
Even though I know it's not funny...
Great work!

[willweb]

Ance, thank you so much for your always wonderful comments on my poetry. I am happy you liked this one.

[Aethereal]

This is a well ordered poem that ends with an insightful crescendo. Some partners panic when shallow water appears to be getting too deep for them to handle its tugging undertows. We--action--event!

[willweb]

Thank you so very much Aethereal for this wonderful review. I am happy you found the message in this one.