Salmon of Knowledge by Kat Heatherington
Mentor of Heartbreak
Six months I've wrestled
with our last time together --
when we were not together at all.
I, devastated by much Rose D'Anjou;
You, wondering if I really would jump
over the balcony near our motel room
into the snow.
Our sharing, identified
by a room number,
was diminished in that setting.
You wrapped me in your arms
and I kissed your chest as you slept.
I wished for invisibility before you woke
so you would not see me pale and ill
from the wine,
so I wouldn't have to plan
where you should drive me,
so I would not have to tell you goodbye
while all the while wanting
to say I love you one more time.
That snow gave way to rain in spring.
Lately, while loving summer,
I have considered the spawning of salmon.
- MLydiaM, 1977; March 2011
Jingle Poetry invited me to submit 1-3 poems for Monday Poetry Potluck. Jingle said that, as a first-timer in the Jingle-community of poets, I could submit an old poem and did not have to stick with the theme this Monday: Idols, Role Models, and Mentors. I found an untitled poem in my file that is definitely old, and in a way it has to do with a mentorship of my 20-something fragmented self.
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15 comments:
It's never really easy to plan for a goodbye.. in fact, it sucks!
But as time passes (or even drags on), the anticipation and excitement about a reunion can be sooo exciting!
I like the way you ended your poem... with hope...
I guess that's what keeps us going!! A lovely read!!
...poignantly beautiful.....
welcome to JP,
Glad to see you share an old piece yet theme fitting...
perfect entry.
well done.
A++
It is not like me to simply endorse another comment, but this time I say thank you Lydia for a expressing those conflicting feelings so eloquently and Kavita for the comment I would like to claim to have written.
easily relatable...the wanting to be invisible..jumpingoff the balcony into the snow isa bit intese...smiles. i like the salmon touch there at the end
The young are so intense :-)
This makes me think of the cyclical nature of life and even of emotions and that all will run its coarse, play out, and renew.
have fun, support by visiting a dozen entries starting from the latest one, go backwards, 226, 225, 224, ….214..
your input is appreciated.
ah lydia, you make me glad i love poetry. thank you.
♥
kj
Kavita~ Thank you for your thoughtful comments. Some reunions are celebrated years later, some never transpire. It is a tragedy that some do not, but some never should!
mythopolis~ Thank you. It is strange to look back...
Jingle~ Aw, you are way too kind in your grading of this old poem. :) Thank you for the opportunity to give it a titl!.
I enjoyed being with you this week and am so impressed with the size of the community of poets! Wow.
Stafford Ray~ I thank you for your validation of both!
Brian Miller~ Yeah, that balcony thing was somewhat intense. The salmon ending is what I liked about the poem when I read it again after so many years.
susan~ Uh, yup. It is a wonder they don't just burn themselves out completely. Since we were they once I guess we are lucky we aren't piles of ashes. :)
Stickup Artist~ Yes. That says it.
Jingle~ I promise you that I shall do that.
kj~ You and the others here make me glad I love comments. Thank you. xo
You have so beautifully painted the conflict of having to say goodbye while all the while wanting
to say I love you one more time.
Thanks for sharing the wisdom of such an old poem that was written before I was born :)
Welcome to our potluck. Hope to see more of your work. Victoria
introspeak~ Thank you for stopping by my blog and for commenting. It is a real indicator that time has passed in the blink of an eye to read that I wrote those feelings before you were born. Just wait...it will happen to you, too...and it is very weird and very cool at the same time.
liv2write2day~ Your title is just great and so original! I really appreciate your welcoming me. :)
This is a great poem. I know I've read it before on your blog, but I clicked through to it today.
I can relate to it, but that is not why it is a great poem, that is just an added personal bonus for me.
Thanks. Good stuff. twinkly
Twinkly~ You are full of nice surprises. Thank you for clicking back to this old poem/post and leaving such a nice comment. :)
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