My Journey to the Dark Side is a 5 Part Mini-Series featuring the poetry I have featured in that week’s corresponding YouTube video. If you’ve wanted to reread a poem I read, look no further :)
To those who miss what can’t be home
Day by day you feel the same
Sometimes those days are wretched,
Sometimes exalted
But that is the way it has always been.
It is only when you are reunited
With the sly grins and remembered references
That you know you have finally “moved on”
A phrase you never believed in.
There will always be
The scent of stale water on fighting-to-be-green grass
The euphoria of nighttime air clinging onto skin
As heads are stuck out of car windows
Like the dogs you are missing.
It is only when you are reunited
Does the gossip of transience become relevant.
When dragged back into the currents
Of what you thought you would always know,
You realize sanctuary under the surface was an incubator
Accompanied by the baby blanket of routine familiarity.
Though you left on terms not your own,
Being reunited serves as confirmation
That being catapulted through the rose colored glass
Could have been the best thing that ever happened.
Look back,
It’s not the same,
It can’t be.
Prompt : Write a letter to any object in the room from another object’s perspective.
Other Poems in the Series ~
What do you think of the last line? Are you looking forward to reading the rest of my poems? What else do you want to see on the blog?
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