A delicatessen or something

 

 

I found a pen in the street

embellished with the logo

of the funeral home over on Main 

 

It felt good in my hand

like I could maybe use it to write

a beautiful love poem 

 

I pulled a piece of paper

from my back pocket

and scribbled on it until I saw ink

 

Then I wrote,

 

Here among the shadows

of my lonely broken heart

merely but a ghost this empty place

 

I died the day you walked away

so very long ago

drowning in the tears that fell my face

 

In disgust, I tossed the pen

back where I found it

and shoved the paper deep into my pocket

 

Maybe next time 

I will find a pen from a

delicatessen or something

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Jeannette Lunete]

Such a wonderfully penned piece. I enjoyed your alluring writing style layered with the sensibilty to guide the idea through the whole creation. Kudos! :)

[willweb]

Jeannette, thank you for this kindness. I truly do appreciate you visiting today and leaving such nice words for me.

[Zakari Schmidt]

Your talent for writing foundation and delivery is without question, you're one of the best I've read and this is a perfect example why. You make something complex look so simple. Amazing poem, with much respect

[willweb]

Zachary, you humble me with your compliments. Thank you so much. This was just a whim I went with and I am thrilled you liked it.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

We, the outlets for other people's frame of existence.......I like this very very much!

[willweb]

Thanks so much Queenie for reading and commenting. I am thrilled you enjoyed this.

[Rene Salinas]

I like the acceptance of imperfection shown here. It is likely that the relationship left a long standing effect and it needs time. Time to work it out or time to tranform into something that can be accepted, embraced or understood so of course when you wrote the poem (funny I thought at that point, that's good isn't it) it was insufficient and certainly could not emulate the feeling you had so you threw it away. When the right time comes the right words will follow.

Clever.

Thankyou

[willweb]

Thanks so much Rene. I am happy you ejoyed this one today.

[Rene Salinas]

I laugh when you threw the poem away. I thought oh no! I thought that was good! Silly me...

[Confuser]

I love the humor, it's fun. Thank you. Great job.-

[Rene Salinas]

Don't be shy Confuser and use your words go on and review, I already did mine..... Be brave!

[Confuser]

It's interesting. It's as if he got hit between the eyes; oh my God what a surprise! The feelings are still there. The journey, short left me thinking. The way things sneak up on us. thanks.

[Lyn Anderson]

Beauty, beauty. The way you built this up is perfect. It has the right amount of impact. I might add a down to the fell my face line.

[willweb]

Thanks so much KLGoode. I will consider your suggestion, though adding it would throw the flow off of the line. Thanks again.

[Lyn Anderson]

How about drowning in tears that fell down my face -- subtraction and addition?

[willweb]

I was never good at math, but that sounds good to me.

[Lyn Anderson]

Either way, it is a great piece.:)

[willweb]

And now it is even greater, thanks to you. :)

[Matching Socks]

Awwww, lol. Or maybe a pastry shop?
Or a lingerie store? :)
Good poem Will. It made me smile.

[willweb]

Thanks my sweet friend. I am happy you found the humor in this...I thought it was just me. :)

[Matching Socks]

:-)
No, it's not just you.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, it would be nice to get some happy food for thought....but the ink flows more easily from the pen of heartbreak...

[willweb]

Thanks so much Jacob. Not even sure where this one came from, but I am hungry.