Lost in the spaces

Published on by Laura Bloomsbury 
Tenderness should never be torn 
although you ripped though my letters
as if full of flimsy 

Strong bonds are not easily broken
unlike the strings of your guitar
those nights we harmonized

Devotion cannot vanish, all of a sudden
the way you puddle-jumped your way
out of my life that night

With my tears not even hidden
in the rain, mascara run
without your umbrella

I recall how your love kept me 
full of hunger, subsisting on thin mouthfuls
from those impetuous feasts

You and I are omitted, lost in the spaces
an in-between of many treasured memories

For Sanaa’s OLN prompt where anything goes as long as it’s poetry. For added inspiration she offered us a quote from Edna St Vincent Millay: “Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink nor slumber nor a roof against the rain.” as well as this Photo: ‘Moody urban night scene with umbrella’ by Josh Hild, Pexels.

37 thoughts on “Lost in the spaces”

  2. I love where the image took you, Laura, the way you captured the moodiness, and the amazing opening lines that hooked me, especially ‘ripped through my letters as if full of flimsy ‘. I also love ‘puddle-jumped your way out of my life’ and the final couplet,

  3. I found the last two lines very poignant. Something to reflect on in my current situation.

  8. let me try again to see if this gets posted this time.

    I like the juxtaposition of opposites here. It highlighted the tension and other emotions, e.g., disappointment, in this piece. To me, Stanzas 4 and 5 illustrate the dramatic tension very well.

  9. “puddle-jumped your way out of my life”

    OMG that carried so much resonance

    much♡love

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