yesterdays have resurfaced

[fulmah]

yesterdays have resurfaced
from the closet’s top shelf
from the photo album,
the bored collages
of remember this
and this

so I won’t ever forget
a twisted antenna atop a television
the stereo volume jacked to ten
and miss infamous in the corner
performing the silent treatment

against a backdrop to blow a fuse
to get a reaction, a rise,
an excuse to say goodbye

and how can you respond to that?
well, talley up the points, honey,
to this repulsive competition.
you can go now; you win.

[TrumpetingSoul]

I really dig this poem, man. Very cool.

[saffronfrancisburnet]

hi there

ouch.....

what a way to let all out ,

great image in your words
very overwhelming and open.

lovenpeace from saff

[KittenX]

What happened fulmah, why didja open the can of ole worms?? Good poem and all but still...wondering.

[browneydgrl]

fulmah that was lovely. in a sad, bitter, empty way. or maybe thats my own nostalgia talking :rolleyes:

[fulmah]

thanks for the replies, everyone... I found a crappy, unfinished version of this written on the back of a receipt and stuffed in a pocket in one of my notebooks, so I decided to revise it. I guess that's how the can got reopened, kitten; although I sink into the memories sometimes to write whatever it is I feel like writing; they're still fresh, after all and I don't want to forget the sadness, the resentment, or the outright anger. If anything makes those years worthwhile, it's learning what to watch out for next time around.

It's definitely not just your own nostalgia, browneyd; sad/bitter/empty fits to a T

[gdhmomchild]

Yes!! watch out for the next time. As long as yah don't make the next one ppay the freight charge for someone else's baggage. Just thinking aloud there. Wound up for the last line, perfect.