i think of spring far too often.

by prasanna   May 17, 2021


you’ve missed the tender years –

i needed you most then. i daydream all the
time about what life might’ve been had you
been present. how you would’ve indirectly
and directly shaped me in my formative
years – you’ve ebbed a great deal from me
already, i quake thinking about how you
could’ve formed me in any likeness.
it's a certain kind of madness to lament
a life one could’ve been afforded had
just a few things changed on one warm
spring morning. but sometimes the best
thing you could do for yourself is just
let things die –

not all things can be saved.

    report violation
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  • 3 years ago

    by Hellon

    I really like how you separated the starting line here. Was it a statement or an accusation? It leaves the reader wondering so encourages me to read on. In the end I thought it was neither, just a fact that you have accepted but still can't fully come to terms with.

    I thought you used 've too much through out (could've, would've) but perhaps I'm just more conservative in my grammar due to my age I guess lol!

    Is there a word missing in this part?

    but sometimes the best
    thing you could for yourself is just
    let things die –

    could do? ...not sure.

    Glad to see this nominated.

    • 3 years ago

      by prasanna

      You're right, a word is missing, good catch! You're right about the usage of contractions, lol. I was doing double NaPoWriMo (write a poem daily during April) poems, and this was written during NaPoWriMo. Most of these poems could definitely use more editing and a look over, thank you for your lovely comment!

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