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Use of Silence

by Richard Vince

Even now, she can make me
Smile: those few weeks planted
So many memories that they
Bloom brightly in the dark time
They somehow interrupted.

It was a fling without being
Flung, I suppose; never one
To do things the normal way,
I found the perfect accomplice
To help me be young while
The chance permanently disappeared.

So many happy pictures are
Framed with regret, but not
This one. My time with her
Was exactly as long as it should
Have been, and somehow I never
Fell into the trap of trying to
Propagate what could bloom only once.

When she pops back into my mind,
She is always a welcome visitor,
Just as she once was in my life;
I hope I can be the same to her
When memories of me fill
The momentary silences
In her favourite song.

09/05/2019

Posted on 09/29/2019
Copyright © 2019 Richard Vince

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/03/19 at 08:06 PM

"It was a fling without being Flung, I suppose" - great line. I enjoyed this upbeat comment on a passing, satisfying relationship.

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