Friday, June 29, 2012

White Flag

I whispered your name to the sunrise
when I was only half awake.
The emptiness that is my answer
is still a little hard to take.

I cut my hair as a sign of mourning.
The city cut the power off.
I cut the sheets and sewed a flag of surrender.
You're gone.

You're gone.
But, the world moves on.

I haven't eaten since the last time
someone asked when I last ate.
My friends gather to drink my coffee
and worry about my state.

I threw my keys at the repo man.
I couldn't find the will to run.
I cut the sheets and sewed a flag of surrender.
You're gone.

You're gone.
But, the world moves on.

For Marian's music prompt at Real Toads

19 comments:

Fireblossom said...

That's how it feels, too.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Somehow the world does go on, when a relationship shatters, but it always feels so bad - the worst kind of failure.

For me the cutting in this stanza says it all:

I cut my hair as a sign of mourning.
The city cut the power off.
I cut the sheets and sewed a flag of surrender.
You're gone.

Sylvia K said...

Sad, but all too true, that is indeed how it feels!

Brian Miller said...

dang this is a hard verse...full of emo...and raw real feeling...my fav lines...

I cut my hair as a sign of mourning.
The city cut the power off.
I cut the sheets and sewed a flag of surrender.
You're gone.

Helen said...

Without using the word 'blue' you gave us the essence of blue!

Daydreamertoo said...

Oh, talk about the blues, for sure. How sad.

ayala said...

Wow...great poem..love these lines..
I cut my hair as a sign of mourning.
The city cut the power off.
I cut the sheets and sewed a flag of surrender.
You're gone.

Hannah said...

Oh, this is raw and real, Mama...very well written..I agree with Kerry's comment also.

Susan said...

"I haven't eaten since the last time
someone asked when I last ate."

Now that speaks! I love the first person lyrics structured to echo the song we responded to, the repetition of he hard "cut," and the white flag.

hedgewitch said...

You're playin my song, MZ, every note. I don't have any sheets left, myself.

Marian said...

oh good lord, "threw my keys at the repo man" punched me right in the gut. excellent!

Kay L. Davies said...

Been there, done that, and this is how it felt.
I love these lines
"I cut my hair as a sign of mourning.
The city cut the power off."
K

Mary said...

So sad. The world does move on somehow. But never is the same again.

Sreeja said...

Nice write....conveyed best....

kaykuala said...

Parting is not that easy, but the world moves on. It'a what matters, MZ

Hank

vivinfrance said...

A heart-rending explosion of grief. Your poem made me cry.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Drips loss, anger and mourning.

Archna Sharma said...

Yes, exactly how dark and deep it can be. I'm glad that she still knows that the world moves on.

Thanks for visiting my way. Nice to meet you!

rosemary mint said...

That's exactly what it's like. You're begging for mercy with that I-can't-take-any-more white flag.