Friday Poetry: "When Spring Arrived"

I am so happy Friday is here at last. Is it just me, or has this week dragged on forever?

This week's Friday Poetry, as I mentioned yesterday, is called “When Spring Arrived”and it has all the metaphors. It's about love, as so many of my pieces are, but it's also about loss and healing and I quite enjoy the way it turned out. (It actually went in a different direction than I was expecting at first, but I will just blame that on the fickle muses :))

As always, your thoughts are most welcome! I'll talk to you guys on Monday. x

When Spring Arrived

on the bad days the clouds’ edges crumbled and
when the sky sobbed, I thought my heart was
breaking with it. I missed you like I missed golden
dappled sunshine and love like melted candy in
my mouth. mostly I missed the knowledge that
even on the days when my heart cut into my chest,
I could say your name without screaming.

I didn’t know how to love or how to be loved, and
perhaps that was part of the problem: I was so
busy loathing myself that I did not know how to react
to someone who saw beauty in crannies I had
forgotten ever existed. darling, I refuse to apologise
for loving you, if only because poppies are growing
out of all the frozen places you kissed.

if the earth laughs in flowers and the sky cries in thunder,
perhaps the good days and the bad days might yet
intertwine. the world went on spinning when you
left me, and I can see the colour beginning to leak back
into things. I don’t believe in ghosts, but I believed in you,
and I’m starting to think they might be one and the same. 

darling, I gave you everything I was too afraid to give
myself. I refuse to apologise for loving you, if only because
now I am finally seeing that perhaps, after all this time,
you are giving it back.