Left Behind

Posted on January 16, 2022 by purplepeninportland 
Written for:  The Sunday Muse #194


Even as pussy willows
bud, his glasses are
still shrouded in melting
sleet.  He looked
everywhere, but could not
find them. Nor could I,
until months after
he left, and the earth
was laid bare once
again. I spotted them
dangling on a limb.
I am going to leave
them right there.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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20 Responses to Left Behind

  1. Helen Dehner says:
    January 16, 2022 at 1:40 am

    He will return .. for a loving reunion I hope. I can imagine you leading him to that budding tree … sigh.

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  2. Carrie V. H. says:
    January 16, 2022 at 2:38 am

    Love this and that ending Sara! Wonderful!

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  3. wyndolynne says:
    January 16, 2022 at 1:41 pm

    This hits right in the emotions. Lovely and wistful.

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  4. gypsy says:
    January 16, 2022 at 2:49 pm

    “his glasses are
    still shrouded in melting”

    I love that line break so much.

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  5. Syl says:
    January 16, 2022 at 3:38 pm

    Makes me wonder… why the decision to keep them there?

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  6. Misky says:
    January 16, 2022 at 4:01 pm

    I like this a lot!

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  7. Beverly Crawford says:
    January 17, 2022 at 6:49 pm

    I love the thought that the glasses hang there, exactly where placed by his hand.

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  8. qbit says:
    January 17, 2022 at 11:19 pm

    “I am going to leave
    them right there.” – perfect.

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  9. phillip woodruff says:
    January 17, 2022 at 11:21 pm

    i like that, even though the poem is only a mere moment, it has a past and a future, it has a lastingness… very well done!

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  10. msjadeli says:
    January 19, 2022 at 4:13 am

    There may be some comfort in them at some point in time. The pain feels fresh right now. Those reminders can be constant at first…

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