Underneath the yellow light;
Stands the girl with golden hair;
Staring blankly into the mirror
At all the changes;
In which time has imposed;
The lines around her mouth;
Creases of lost youth;
Burrow in her forehead;
Dark blue eyes barely visible;
Behind the glasses she now has to wear;
Her once-slender body;
Resembles a broken refrigerator;
Her thick, wavy hair has darkened with time;
And is lightly sprinkled with gray;
She thinks about that night;
Sitting in a tavern by herself;
And she wondered out loud;
If life would have been kinder;
If she had stayed longer;
If there could have been a way;
To know how her life turned out;
Maybe she wouldn't have gone home;
She would have learned to dance;
Or maybe even met someone;
Why was she so damned scared?
She takes a deep breath;
It is too late now;
What is done is done;
She grabs her coat;
The only sound she hears;
Is the echo of the closing door;
Resonating through her empty house
Stands the girl with golden hair;
Staring blankly into the mirror
At all the changes;
In which time has imposed;
The lines around her mouth;
Creases of lost youth;
Burrow in her forehead;
Dark blue eyes barely visible;
Behind the glasses she now has to wear;
Her once-slender body;
Resembles a broken refrigerator;
Her thick, wavy hair has darkened with time;
And is lightly sprinkled with gray;
She thinks about that night;
Sitting in a tavern by herself;
And she wondered out loud;
If life would have been kinder;
If she had stayed longer;
If there could have been a way;
To know how her life turned out;
Maybe she wouldn't have gone home;
She would have learned to dance;
Or maybe even met someone;
Why was she so damned scared?
She takes a deep breath;
It is too late now;
What is done is done;
She grabs her coat;
The only sound she hears;
Is the echo of the closing door;
Resonating through her empty house
Published by Lisa R. Strong
I was born and raised in Binghamton NY. I have been writing short stories since I was eight years old, and poetry since I was a teenager. I also write prayers, meditations, and opinion articles. My dre... View profile
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8 Comments
Post a CommentA fantastic and interesting read.
Excellent work here lisa !!!!!!!!!!!!
This one was added to my personal notebook. Great job. For once, I am truly speechless. So, thank you more than you know. ~~Catdoggie
Thanks everyone for the comments. AC writer Harry Gunawan suggested to me that I should follow up on the main character of my original poem, "The Girl with Golden Hair". I haven't heard from Harry for quite some time, but I decided to reprise the character in this sequel poem. Basically, the lesson here is to not pass up good opportunities when they present themselves, for we may regret it later. The heroine in this poem is a tragic reminder, of what can happen to us if we content ourselves with always playing it safe.
My dear didi, this is soooo good, and an amazing poem ! Very intense and very heart-felt.
Poem really grabs your attention. Makes you want to think of the passing of your life.
this is really good :)
Time, too slow on occasions and much to quickly for our likes, as they say, "waits for no man" (or woman). Marching inexorably on, we are both witness and victim to its passing. Nicely done here.