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I am an aspiring writer in the Kern River Valley. This blog is a "test kitchen" to try different writing styles and to work through the many rejections and the handful of acceptances my work has received. But no matter what other people say about my writing, at least my mother thinks I'm a good writer!

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

The Break-Up- a Poem


104. The Break-Up 9/29/10

Poetry and I haven’t been on speaking terms for a while now.

Some ugly things were said, feelings were hurt, and

She stopped returning my calls a few months ago.

First, I tried to pretend I didn’t care.


I told myself she would call me back when we were both ready.

Then, I started to panic, and tried to call more often.

She answered the phone a few times, but I could tell her heart wasn’t really in it,

And all our conversations were glum, uninspired, nothing like they were before.


I spoke to a few people who know her,

And they all said she was fine, that she’d been returning their calls.

It’s very uncomfortable to need a friend who doesn’t need you.

Why should poetry speak to me when she has so many other, better friends?


I knew all I could do was wait.

I waited by the electric glow of the computer,

The threateningly blank page,

And I waited on walks,

talking to myself in the hopes that she might chime in.


After many months of wondering when I would talk with her again,

I had almost given up hope.

I was walking in another city, reading another writer’s conversation with her,

When suddenly- she was with me!


I tore off the back of a brown paper bag,

And, trying not to look too eager,

(I didn’t want to scare her away this time,)

We finally began to talk again.

9 comments:

  1. She pops up in funny places. I think I hurt her feelings because as much as I like to talk with her myself, I rarely like hearing about her conversations with anyone else. Except her conversations with you, of course. Those are interesting.

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  2. Really good imagery Sandy. Yeah. You must feel so happy to be reunited with your friend. Mamasita

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  3. Well, I'm glad you two finally made up. Can't even recall why the fight started in the first place but it was very uncomfortable for those of us who are friends with both of you.
    Now both of you can start hanging out again and doing what you do best together.
    Whew!

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  4. Carole Ann- That is high praise coming from you. Thanks!

    Carolyn- it's so true about not liking to hear about her conversations with other people. It rankles me.

    Thank you for the compliments, Sharkbytes and Mamasita- I appreciate your support.

    Anonymous- your comment made me laugh. Wish I knew who you were, because I would totally check out your blog.

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  5. It is me your Aunt Susie who was Anonymous. Could not figure out how to post with my name. In fact I still think this is going to post Anonymous.

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  6. Ah Ha! It worked. My name is on there now and I have bookmarked your site so I can easily get to it.
    You are so clever!

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  7. This was soooo great to read! Yah for this post!

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