An empty chair

By TropicalSnowstorm


And she always expected things would get better,
so she waited, staring at the empty chair across the table
until enough dust had gathered in the seat to use her finger
to draw a heart with an arrow through it...but she never did.
 
'Seasons drift through their cycles, oblivious to our presence
whether we play in the leaves, or observe through a window.'
 
She read that somewhere she could not recall, but chances
were it was from a calendar with quotes from the Dalai Lama,
or a greeting card purchased at a drug store; both hung over the
desk next to hers at the office among countless similar items.
 
On the one-way bus trip that had brought her here years before,
a white guy with dreadlocks and fake Rasta accent tried to kiss her.
 
After pushing him away laughter had come in debilitating
waves that crashed over her eyelids and washed down her face,
now loneliness and indecision did the same as she found herself
wondering if he was bald now and wore khakis and had a wife.


Running from had only brought her to somewhere cold
and life had never been as lonely as it was in Minnesota.
 
--by Steve McKennon, 15 September 2015
 

 

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Copyright 2015 TropicalSnowstorm
Published on Thursday, March 10, 2016.     Filed under: "Philosophical" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

It is always better to run toward, rather than from, something.
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  • expatriate On Saturday, March 26, 2016, expatriate (130)By person wrote:

    I'm an expatriate -- two decades living in Italy, Honduras, Mexico -- so obviously there was a lot here to hang my past on. Very, very well done.

  • Lab Rat On Thursday, January 7, 2016, Lab Rat (133)By person wrote:

    There's truly something about this that stirs quite a lot of stagnant emotions for me. I can't place precisely what it is, but its there. In its approach and delivery, it just ... is. Thank you

  • Tattoo Goddess On Monday, December 7, 2015, Tattoo Goddess (1298)By person wrote:

    I've avoided commenting on this one for some time now because every time I re-read it,, a bit of me falls apart inside. The curse/gift of having a strong visual and the ability to relate. 'One day' I'll build up the nerve to ask you to callab with me, until then, I'll stand in your shadow. -Applauds Scholar

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Monday, December 7, 2015, TropicalSnowstorm (1700)By person wrote:

    Any time, I would be flattered. 😀. I'll be back from vacation in a few days, let's brainstorm on something then. Scholar

  • Tattoo Goddess On Tuesday, December 8, 2015, Tattoo Goddess (1298)By person wrote:

    ...yay! I'm so damn excited right now. Scholar

  • Wolfaerie On Saturday, October 17, 2015, Wolfaerie (117)By person wrote:

    Your detail and context drew me in immediately. I feel quite sad now... But it was lovely. It becomes harder to love the more we run. It's easy to run when we are repulsed. But it's better to love. :) Thank you for the reminder

  • River Lily On Wednesday, September 16, 2015, River Lily (1042)By person wrote:

    You penned this as though you were watching it unfold before you, and I read it in such a way also. Not something I could forget too soon. Sadly, running from anything usually ends this way. I felt the emotions of regret and loneliness that you portrayed here..and really isnt that what poetry or a good story should do? Make you feel something. I'm rambling, this was beautiful..so much talent in each of your works. greatly enjoyed. Scholar

  • georgelstein On Tuesday, September 15, 2015, georgelstein (64)By person wrote:

    And the fact that you start the poem in mid-thought predicates a history preceding. well done.

  • georgelstein On Tuesday, September 15, 2015, georgelstein (64)By person wrote:

    Everything is beautiful. The message is beautiful, the delivery is beautiful. The words and the stream of consciousness flow is beautiful...

  • Kashmir_June22 On Tuesday, September 15, 2015, Kashmir_June22 (45)By person wrote:

    This really hit home with me. I left everything I knew to run off and make what I thought was a fresh start and well it was more heart break and loneliness if anything. This was craftily penned. Beautiful job.

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