It’s November

Poetry Month

I’m not doing NaNoWriMo this year. But I’m doing the November Poem-a-Day and I plan to make it like the first time. Through! The prompt for today is not a very new one. But when you’ve done it over 10 times, what prompt can be new, I ask? For the formatting, I also plan to leave the poems pure and plain, no images and fancy graphic elements. Just words. P-O-E-T-R-Y.

The Day After

The day after the summer was over
I pulled down my beach towel
From the drying line

I stayed on the balcony, didn’t go to the beach
Didn’t go walking in the park
Didn’t feel like putting on too many clothes

I just stayed on the balcony, sitting on a cushion
Hanging my bare legs between the railings
Observing the people walking down the street

The day after my last sunbathing
I tried to compose my first letter to you
I thought the coincidence was strange

The whole summer was a lonely ride
Towards you
And it all ended with you leaving

That beach towel, in case you wonder,
Was ochre and brown
Horses galloping side by side

© MK 2015

Author: soul mary

Writer, poet and reader

2 thoughts on “It’s November”

  1. Good one, Mariya. I could see each image and feel the ending of the season. I liked it.

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