Day 14 – Leaving

April 14, 2009 § 5 Comments

jungle_cockscomb_mainThere are many ways of leaving and being left; today’s prompt was a choice between love and anti-love. You decide.

 

 

This is you when I am near –
you are brash and sullen, you pout and
fret, you tell me I am living in the past.

If I am living in the past, it’s a time
devoid of you. It’s one where you
do not exist – one where we have never met.

You say to me you’ll never leave – I think,
(no, hope) that you are wrong. You fling yourself
upon the ground, apelike rubbing sticks for heat.

I have the match…I offer it to you, but you
shriek and bouncing-bound into
the trees, swinging high, pounding chest,

shouting that you’ll never leave. You are bird high
and I am wet ground. Huddled in my tent,
surrounded by encroaching night.

Writer’s Digest prompt April 14, 2009

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