So, I’m going to have another go at National Poetry Writing Month (Write 30 poems in 30 days) This will be my third year at attempting this – last year I got to day 16 and in 2016, I got to day 8 so I am expecting better things of myself this time. Here is my ‘early bird’ offering – the prompt is to write a ‘riddle’ in the form of a love letter to an object.
I’m missing you already, it was a wrench to leave
the oasis of calm that with you, I receive.
I find myself in a warm, calm place,
I can be ‘me’ in what’s become ‘our’ space.
Without you, I’ll admit, I can’t go a day,
peaceful and protected with you, I’d stay.
You can’t be replaced – you’re one of a kind,
another like you, I’d never find.
You’re always there to mop up my tears,
and hold me when I can’t let go of my fears.
With you I can love, create and have fun
and you’re always there when the day is done.
I don’t have to share – you’re mine alone,
offering the familiar scent of home.
The thought of replacement fills me with dread,
my sanctuary – my comfortable bed.