Do not wait for me
I have found my map
Though my pockets are lined with sadness
I carry your gift, a wild flower yellow pin
I have found my map
And travelled to another country
Carrying your gift, a wild flower yellow pin
Reminding me to smell the flowers along the way
While travelling to another country
Your letters keep me company, soft as light
Reminding me to smell the flowers along the way
Will our paths cross again? Maybe, I'm hopeful
Your letters keep me company, soft as light
Though my pockets are lined with sadness
Will our paths cross again? Maybe, you said.
Please, do not wait for me.
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Pantoum, hosted by Merril D. Smith. Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.
I love the way you talked about the travelling, separation... I love the small added plaese in the last line.
ReplyDeleteWe both wrote about pockets in our poems, Grace! I love the direct address to a dear traveller, the pockets ‘lined with sadness’ and the lovely touch of colour in the ‘wild flower yellow pin’.
ReplyDeleteA poignant mixture of yearning and hope borne of loss, Grace, even as the map creates expectation. Love the imagery of letters "soft as light" -- casting their light on this journey to a "new country.".
ReplyDeleteWhat you don't say is as important as what you do say. I feel the affection the writer has for the recipient. Exquisite writing, Grace.
ReplyDeleteYour metaphors are amazing
ReplyDeleteMuch♡love
Love how the lines came together for the ending.
ReplyDeleteThis is so poignant, Grace. The letters that keep the narrator company, and the pockets of sadness. Beautifully written.
ReplyDeletethe letters....the pocket of sadness....the travel....the pin....a beautiful poem that is emotional...I am taken within the emotions of it.
ReplyDeleteAfter the first quatrain I knew I'd fallen in love with your pantoum!
ReplyDeleteThe please in the last line does it for me. This has a wonderful rhythm that underscores the journey, content and form working together.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully poignant, Grace. Full of emotions. Never easy to call another place home.
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