TWINS


For today’s prompt, write a correspondence poem. Maybe write a poem that would fit on a postcard or in a letter. Or write a poem about correspondence school. Or jump into newer forms of correspondence like e-mail or text messaging. Of course, not all correspondence is connected to communicating; sometimes one thing corresponds to another by being similar.

Monday 22nd April 2019

DAY TWENTY-TWO

Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day on Writers Digest

TWINS


by John Yeo

‘Keep in touch with me,
I said with a tear in my eye,
‘I’ll miss you so much as time goes by.

My heart will never be free
I can’t really say goodbye
Without heaving an enormous sigh.’

We kept up a ceaseless round of correspondence,
as time irrevocably passed by.

The years passed by slowly
Slipping, sliding, yet gracefully shy,
We hesitated to finally say goodbye.

Our separate lives continued to rely
On fading memories of times gone by.
Our minds were focused ever high.

We had kept up a ceaseless round of correspondence,
as time irrevocably passed by.

Our unique interaction was high,
An association by connection,
A deep affinity of dual relation.

Emblazoned with individual ennui
That melded into a single accordance
Of telepathic communication.

We had kept up a ceaseless round of correspondence,
as time irrevocably passed by.

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