March 15th, 2020 Poetry Challenge
Come and Gone
The charm of him
was like my favorite
ice-cream, sweet
but nutty, and
occasionally cold.
When we met at
the dance, and I thought
for sure, this was heaven.
He twirled and guided me
around the floor, swinging, swaying
to the glamorous music of another era.
Too quickly passed
our time together,
cold now is my heaven
without him, I no longer
dance. Images of him
provoke a melt of
ice-cream, the sweetness
gone from my days.
I hold his photograph,
embrace his charm,
evoke the glamorous notes of the past,
attempt to snare the memories.
The Author
Born and raised in the San Francisco Bay area, a graduate of San Jose State, her poems have been recognized by BAPC, Keats Soul-Making, Ina Coolbrith Circle, Artist Embassy International, theWrite Launch, and the literary divisions of the San Mateo County and Marin County Fairs. Louise travels with her cat in a 23-foot motorhome, exploring landscapes that inspire her work.
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