Forgotten Better Days – Bop with Jilly

I took up Jilly’s excellent half-poem (her words are in bold) for the Casting Bricks August Challenge.  Bop on over there for more on the challenge and the form.

 

FORGOTTEN BETTER DAYS (a Bop)

Smoke gathers round the rim of my coffee cup
remnants of the skirmish in my untouched bowl of cereal
your suitcase sits by the door, the new leather one
not the weary worn green canvas with tags from our trip
to Paris last summer
leaving me with a million

Forgotten better days and a badly written play

Blurred words seep through the wall
you on the phone with some unknown
bitter pill, I can’t breathe
past the lump in my throat and the ache in my heart
the ragged corner of the playbill haunts
me from underneath a stack of fancy invitations I’ll never send;
sliding it out, the irony singes my cold fingers
Le Dîner de Cons
 
Forgotten better days and a badly written play 

Darkened room closes in as you cross to the door
tilting my world a deeper shade of sorrow

too many words left unsaid
no turning back when you make it look so easy
quiet moments turn to suffocate memories 
I toss the photo of us smiling with the bistro in the background.

Forgotten better days and a badly written play.

Collaborative poetry – Jilly/Lynn

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11 comments on “Forgotten Better Days – Bop with Jilly

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    I liked this line: “quiet moments turn to suffocate memories” Nice second half to the poem.

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  2. jillys2016 says:

    Love this, Lynn! I’ll be back later… On my phone and on the move right now.

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  3. jillys2016 says:

    I have to admit I was looking forward to this. When I wrote the first half it was with a nod to how well you handle relationships in poetry. I was taken aback with the first line – you on the phone with an unknown bitter pill – dang! I really love how you pulled the world of the stage into this all along, like ‘cross to the door’ – fabulous! Best of all is Le Dîner de Cons – packed next to that ironic line. This is just too, too good! Take a bow.

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  4. It’s a sad old piece, i think. The invitations that don’t get sent, the deeper shade of sorrow. Very well done though, I’d say! 🙂

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  5. Nice! My favorite was the bit about the ragged corner of they playbill. That level of specificity always does it for me.

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