Why Dickinson Remained Single


Photo by James Veldhorst

I ran from you and hid
My heart had closed its door
I didn’t love you anymore
In truth I probably did
But that feeling I’d ignore

I returned to my past
To beloved playground swing
Where I first heard love sing
And my heart pounded fast
I soared on eagle’s wing

Synchronized flight
With the girl next to me
Oh–sweet and shy Becky
Conversation was light
It was the best place to be

Watching my feet kick the sky
Sneaking glances her way
Memorizing this day
So that same night I could try
To rewind the tape and press play

But this time the swing was unoccupied
And the playground had changed
I thought I was deranged
A seesaw born where jungle gym died
There you sat all pleasantly arranged

I sat across to make one two
You ascended to a new height
My heart too heavy to make this right
I can’t get over you
Do you have any insight?

For http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/

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30 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. mattspotentialpoetry
    Sep 16, 2011 @ 16:36:33

    This was fantastical, really loved this groovy piece- your blog just continues to impress me ever since I subscribed! Peace.

    Reply

  2. brian
    Sep 16, 2011 @ 18:05:23

    a playful lyric about a painful topic…i like that contrast as a whole…this you could cut afew of the ‘i’s and condense your flow a bit….

    Reply

    • wordcoaster
      Sep 16, 2011 @ 20:24:28

      Thanks–I wrote this a while ago and haven’t been back to edit it, so I totally agree that the flow is awkward. I’ll see what I can do to fix that ๐Ÿ™‚

      Reply

  3. Poetry Pastiche
    Sep 16, 2011 @ 18:27:47

    This is my favorite part:
    “I ran from you and hid
    My heart had closed its door
    I didnโ€™t love you anymore
    In truth I probably did”

    Reply

  4. David King
    Sep 17, 2011 @ 04:41:59

    I’m not sure why,- except the obvious: the subject matter, but there’s more to it than that – but your poem reminded me of Jean-Honorรฉ Fragonard’s painting of The Girl on the Swing. At any rate, I thought it that good.

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    • wordcoaster
      Sep 17, 2011 @ 09:31:16

      Whoa, I love that! I had never seen the painting, but my poem does have a lot of similarities–the swing, the dueling love interests, the secrecy of it all, and perhaps a bit of cupid’s whimsy. Thanks so much!

      Reply

  5. Adam
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 08:00:10

    “A seesaw born where jungle gym died”. Fun word play, I really like this poem ๐Ÿ™‚

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  6. Kay Salady
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 09:25:26

    So carefree and romantic! xoXox

    Reply

  7. Kellie Elmore
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 10:07:30

    I just found a new favorite! ♥ Love the innocence!

    Reply

  8. charlesmashburn
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 10:18:52

    Oh, the ones we let slip away. Very nice write!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/10/02/two-yearning-heart/

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    • wordcoaster
      Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:27:09

      Oh lamentable indeed–but there’s still time ๐Ÿ™‚ A four part poem? How…not sure what the right word is, but it’s something along the lines of awesome.

      Reply

  9. cj Schlottman
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 11:31:14

    This poem is very lyrical and visual. I could see your legs kicking the sky! Very nice.

    Namaste……….cj

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  10. Shashi (@VerseEveryDay)
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 14:13:44

    It took me to my childhood… like you said…

    ‘Watching my feet kick the sky
    Sneaking glances her way
    Memorizing this day
    So that same night I could try’

    Its really very beautiful…

    Thanks for sharing at Poetry Picnic WK 7โ€ฆ I look forward to reading more from you in our next week theme โ€œFriends, relationships and everyone aroundโ€โ€ฆ

    Shashi
    เฅ เคจเคฎเคƒ เคถเคฟเคตเคพเคฏ
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/10/whispers-love-and-loss-butterfly.html

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    • wordcoaster
      Oct 03, 2011 @ 21:37:46

      Thanks Shashi–I’m happy to share nostalgia with others. Thanks so much for hosting and I look forward to reading what you have in store next week. ๐Ÿ™‚

      Reply

  11. Morning
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 15:47:27

    visual, romantic, and moving words.

    perfect love piece.

    Reply

  12. The Noiseless Cuckooclock
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 20:20:21

    amazing.

    sad memories, well delivered.

    Reply

  13. Sarah Johnston
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 22:35:03

    I very much like this poem and the word play it is a sea saw effect and so well done thanks for sharing
    http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/03/memories-and-photographs-of-you/

    Reply

  14. Jeanie McBain
    Oct 04, 2011 @ 03:14:27

    Well done, I enjoyed reading this poem very much ๐Ÿ™‚

    Reply

  15. The Gooseberry Garden of Jingle Poetry
    Dec 06, 2011 @ 23:48:52

    How is your day?

    Time flies, appreciated your handsome inputs to our poetry picnic.

    Share a poem today.
    Bless you.
    Happy December,
    Enjoy A Wonderful Wednesday Ahead.

    xoxox

    Reply

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