She kept a calendar filled with all her dates
With tips on how to make the next one better,
Like: picnics aren’t the place to wear high heels
And how some things are best expressed through letter.
One day she tore it, burned it in a blaze
And warmed herself with all the previous days.
Jan 23, 2013 @ 23:54:26
The metaphor you have used in last line is wonderful. warming with previous days. But why she tore off?
Feb 01, 2013 @ 18:41:17
Thanks! This is a sort of carpe diem poem; it is using the past memories as fuel to seize the present.
Jan 24, 2013 @ 09:05:45
My thought exactly. Nice one, WC
Feb 01, 2013 @ 18:41:38
Thank you so much!