Sonder: Brenda Arledge Poetry Prompt Response 35

Well hello everyone. After a little hiatus, I'm back with more creative writing. I've been sitting on Brenda's prompts for a while and I figured it was time to get to work. Cold, grey November days are perfect for a little creativity, don't you think?

This is my response to sonder. As always, a big thank you to Brenda for these prompts.

Enjoy.

Twirling around

the stones and dirt

in my favorite button skirt

and oversized sweater

blonde hair dancing in the wind

the first sweet taste of hopeful love.

The crowd disappeared

in that hallway

as you held me in your arms

time stopped

when your lips brushed mine

you always remember your first.

Oh to be young

idealistic

full of dreams.

Rain pouring down

but that didn't stop you

from showing me

how you might've felt

if you were someone else

two best friends

who could've fallen hard

an ancient story

not meant for us.

Tiny cracks

crumbled into deep canyons

but it was nothing

a sunny day and an out of the blue phone call

couldn't fix.

And I'd sell these pieces

to the lowest bidder

even give them away

because forgetting is a gift.

As much as I've tried

these memories won't fade.

They all rave about the silver lining

curiosity drawing them closer

feeding the obsession:

What lies behind that curtain?

But they all know

once they find out

everything changes

and there's no way back.

© 2021 Alyssa