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A Day for Hearts
by Alison McKenzieThe light was once good here,
But the seasons have rotated me
Beyond the useful angles of the Sun.
Like an abandoned building,
The echoes of the life previously lived here
Bounce over rubbled floors
And jagged windows.
I am forgotten,
And maybe, now, it's too late
For restoration,
But
There were times
I stood proud against the elements,
Provided shelter to loved ones,
Those who gathered within
The strength of my sturdy structure,
And now...
Everything is dimming.
I need to be repurposed.
Instead I am alone
On a day that used to fill my
Halls with dancing and laughter,
The gaiety of lovers
Confident I would hold every story
For the duration.
The light was once good here,
But the seasons have rotated me
Out of reach,
Out of touch,
Out of time.
02/14/2015 Posted on 02/14/2015
Copyright © 2024 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/14/15 at 05:40 PM You are loved, Ali. These calendar days of overblown marketing and false expectations seem pretty sad in the face of this fabulous, real world we have to explore each day. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/15/15 at 10:35 PM Poignant, a message of change, of seasons come and gone, and almost of lost hope. I trust not. |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 02/16/15 at 07:03 PM Regardless of how I feel (and I do) that we have invested way too much time in reserving all our love and affection for one Hallmark inspired day in February, the emotions you paint are genuine and heartfelt. From the opening line, "the light was once good here..." this poem strikes so many familiar chords I know I shall return to it more than once, Alison. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/21/15 at 07:08 PM Excellent...haunting allegory. |
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