Did you forget me in the woods,
left with empties in a green trash can
with the screen on top?
Did you dropp me off on your way to work,
or lose the map of my geography,
or run out of gas on a one-way street?
Did you bury me?
Tell me it wasn't in a dumpster
that you put me in the ground,
where the worms will love me.
Did I challange you
more than you were able to stand
when the complications of your life
followed you home at night?
Was I a life not meant to be?
Did I ever have a chance
to survive your heartache
or your loneliness because he left?
I was the innocent one,
yet I paid full price
for the mistakes made
when you loved so innocently.
An interesting poem on the subject of, I think, abandonment/loss of love - all the haunting why's. The reason for the collaboration is also interesting - I'll send you an email now.
Hi Scarlett, Having read it a second time It now makes better sense and I have enjoyed it even more. Thank you for shining a light on my confusion. Bless you. Love Ernestine XXX
The first thing that came into my mind as I was reading this was that it was about an abandoned child (perhaps even abortion?) . Of course, I think it is a very powerful poem which deals with the questions raised by loss - and such an enjoyable one that the specifics can be left up to the reader. I'm guessing the first stanza was Ron. Am I right? Hugs Anna xxx
Scarlett, i've read this over quite a few times now, trying to figure out which ones are you & which are Ron's, at first i thought you were the early 3 stanzas, now i think you two may have alternated verses. um? powerful questions, i like the write.
Enjoyed this insightful piece. It really made me think. Lovely work both of you.
Thanks for pointing me at this Scarlett....it is a Treat....: O) ...well done by the two of you...a great read
Oh, here I go with my two cents worth, I figured you for the last two stanzas for sure and was uncertain about the others, I feel you both did a superb job here on this marvelous write. I felt the poem was about a lost child, one that was not allowed to come into this world and if they made it through it was for an extremely short time. Now this child not allowed to live on this earth lives in spirit
I say: Miss Scarlett in the last three stranzas with her word processor.
Wow, you really touched a nerve with this one! It brings to my mind (though I know it's an intimate, personal poem) analyses I've read about American foreign policy, how much damage has sometimes been done, as in Vietnam, through what's been labelled as a kind of innocence or naivete'. (That's putting a less dark face on it than would some, I realize.) The relationship among three people, in which TWO who have loved innocently have been hurt, is indeed intriguing and powerfully suggested.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lots of questions here Scarlett, I'm not sure I can supply the answers though. This is quite a sad poem really without a happy ending. You and I, yes, but who is he? a past lover of I? Gee I'm getting myself confused and you too I quess. Actually I enjoyed it very much, I loved the many ways he dumped you. A very thoughtful poem. Love ernestine XXX