This week’s dVerse Poetics is asking us to consider calendars – whether it’s our weekly planner, a diary for this year almost gone, a brand new one for next year – and get those words down for all to see.
I think I’ll let the poem speak for itself. Please visit dVerse to read the other thoughts of my fellow poets!
– Glad to see the back of you –
This year I wanted time to stop just before I knew that I needed no more change. But only in hindsight, only after the fact (that I still can’t swallow). A bitter pill stuck in my throat, razor sharp edges that cut, a scab that I pick at just to make sure. That I loved you enough. That I was good enough. That there was time enough to fit in a life’s worth of you. There are too many dates that stick in my mind, numbers have the power to bring me to my knees. 2014 – be better. Please.