"What do you plan to do with your one, wild, precious life?" -Mary Oliver

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Miner Dorm

I remember the radio I won
selling magazines
and the song playing
the last time I lay with you.
The dorm was emptied for summer—
wisteria in bloom.
We lay on the bed
and listened to the closing of the doors.
We didn’t make promises to keep in touch
because we knew that we wouldn’t.

This is a Flash 55. And least I forget, Mr. Knowitall is the motivating factor.

24 comments:

Brian Miller said...

that was a wonderful and rather whimsical 55. a tender moment and hoest feelings...nicely done.

Anthony Duce said...

Your poem is great, a while story, full of images and feelings. It pulled me in.

Wine and Words said...

There'a a saddness there that reminds me of all relationships and connections that seems so large in the moment and become nothing but a memory. Nice 55!

Jemi Fraser said...

Nice - great emotions in there :)

G-Man said...

So I take it "See You in September" wasn't playing in the back ground?
Lotsa memories floating around today.
Excellent 55 Yvonne, I hope you are enjoying our fabulous Michigan Summer..
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G

Claudia said...

a summerlove without a future - sad..

Tricia J. O'Brien said...

Ah, the fleeting moment. You captured the sense of "now" and now only in young life. Nicely done.

C.M. Jackson said...

passion and pathos--I can hear the doors closing--I wonder what song was playing? great 55!

foldingfields said...

love it! brought me back to a similar moment in my life. Thanks!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Brian,
Thank you so much.

Anthony,
Thanks. I'm glad you liked it.

Annie,
Yes, it made me kinda sad writing it! I think it is a moment most of us have experienced.

Jemi,
Hi! Thank you so much.

G-Man,
Thanks! I've missed you. I miss these things. If I only had more time... Yes, aren't we having a great summer?

Claudia,
Thanks for commenting. Nice to see a new face.

Tricia,
Thanks. Yeah, it reminded me of summer afternoons when time stood still, making dandelion necklaces and watching clouds come and go.

C.M.
Thank you so much. I'm glad you liked it.

Sarah,
Hi there. Thank you for stopping by!

Thom said...

I think this goes on all the time actually. Very well done my friend. Sad but oh so true :) Have a great week ahead :)

KB said...

Mixed emotions come through here. Nice job.

Suzanne Casamento said...

Wow. You got me. Totally captured the moment. Nice work.

Yvonne Osborne said...

Thom,
Thanks so much. The week is flying by.

KB,
Thank you. Yes,sadness tinged with expectation for tomorrow. Least that's what I was aiming for!

Suzanne,
Thanks, buddy!

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Roland D. Yeomans said...

Sad that we don't keep in touch with those who have left their fingerprints on our hearts.

Love your prose. Roland

Yvonne Osborne said...

Roland,
Thanks! It means much to keep in touch with you.

Yvonne Osborne said...

Roland,
Thanks! It means much to keep in touch with you.

Helen Ginger said...

Brings back memories of college.

Jackee said...

Great poem and a cool game! I'll have to play next time. :o)

Yvonne Osborne said...

Hi Helen!
Yes, happy days. Thanks for commenting.

Jackee,
You should indeed. I'll look for your 55 this week!!

Elana Johnson said...

This is beautiful!

Elana Johnson said...

This is beautiful!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Elana,
Thanks! And thanks again! :)