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There is a book where the teacher asks
Write a poem
Write a poem about your happiest memory
The students, people living in darkness
Laugh at this
Wonder why the teacher thinks they have
Happy memories
The poems come out of their shells
Freedom in one
Sex in another
Tenuous memories yet to be made
Talked about by a third
Reading this
I wonder what my ever-loved memory is
You touched me once
The only time I felt your presence solidly
A hand lingered in my hair
One curl
One touch
One look
For once I was safe
And with that safety came surety of your love
There have been others
Other touches
Other looks
Other boys
None of them lasted
Neither did you
But you- you of all of them- felt safe
I write to you now
Emails with truth and blood
Truth of blood
Your responses flood me with disgust
You are righteous
Sure of your own innocence
And worried for my sanity
I laugh in your face
Through my pain
I tell you not to worry
Health?
Well-being?
Confidence?
Long gone and almost forgotten
You've stopped answering
I'm losing you
And with you
I'm losing that hand on my hair
That touch of a perfect golden curl
The one time in my ife where I felt perfect
My hair now is brown and ugly in my eyes
Not golden
Curls have become messy and unattractive
Not perfect
That's how they were when you loved me
And that time
Is over
One curl
One touch
One look
One moment of a memory
One breath
One word
One you
- by FoundInSong |
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- | Submitted on 07/16/2011 |
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Description:
Inspired by a scene in Ellen Hopkins "Impulse", I wrote this poem. Hope it's okay.
I always welcome comments, good or bad.
If you like it, please check out my other pieces of poetry and writing! - Date: 07/16/2011
- Tags: love memory happiness foundinsong
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- stolenmailbox - 07/17/2011
- when i read this I automatically saw the connection to impulse,my favorite book, and I really enjoyed the poem. you write well and shouldn't doubt your abilities.
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