Just another day

A special day
but you weren’t there
for me

Or if you were
hidden in the crowd
I didn’t see you

No words, no greeting
no thoughts, no good wishes

You left me


About roughseasinthemed

I write about my life as an English person living in Spain and Gibraltar, on Roughseas, subjects range from politics and current developments in Gib to book reviews, cooking and getting on with life. My views and thoughts on a variety of topics - depending on my mood of the day - can be found over on Clouds. A few pix are over on Everypic - although it is not a photoblog. And of course my dog had his own blog, but most of you knew that anyway. Pippadogblog etc
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8 Responses to Just another day

  1. I opened this expecting a post about Paul McCartney and Wings! Nice poem!


    • Words come and go. In my case they come into my head around dawn or slightly earlier and if I don’t write them down they go extremely quickly!

      It’s interesting to play with the structure and get slightly different meanings using exactly the same words. I like the ambiguity too – could be about so many occasions…..


  2. EllaDee says:

    I also like the ambiguity. Like art, I like to read a bit of me in a poem. That said, this could be about quite a few days I’ve had.


    • Yes, while most of what I write (ie the handful of poems written in my entire life) are about something specific, I like to leave them open enough so that people can interpret them how they want — and as you say, read a bit of yourself in there.

      After I had written it, the next image that came to mind was a jilted bride! Far removed from my original inspiration but that’s what makes it interesting. I don’t think readers need to know the background – takes the mystery, the thinking, and the personal relating out of it.


  3. free penny press says:

    Le sigh*…Why did a little child waiting for a Father to come for their birthday enter my mind?
    You know I am a fan of compressed poetry and this is well done..Emotive & visual


    • Thank you. You know this is new ground for me, so I am just exploring. Great when it does give people pictures though. I can’t read anything without conjuring up images and pictures.

      As I said above, it could be lots of situations. I hadn’t thought of a child, that is very sad. And so fits the words.

      Very much appreciate your critique and your insight.


  4. reb says:

    Reading this, conjured up a memory … a story a person told me long time ago, about his special day. Strange — hadn’t thought of the person for ages.

    I used to say that I’m not a ‘poetry person’, but deep down I think we all are … it’s just a matter of finding the kind that appeals to us — like yours here, I liked this. I’ve written one poem in my life.


    • I studied quite a lot at school, from Romantics to modern 20C – all British ones unsurprisingly. But I hated trying to write it.

      Reading other people’s work on the internet however has been quite inspirational, and I’ve discovered I’m comfortable enough with writing something like this. Occasionally 😀 Thanks, and if it evoked a memory, better still.

      I’m not very far in front of you. I can remember struggling with one at school (there may have been others) and this is the third one on here!


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