For dVerse: Verse Epistle

For dVerse: Verse Epistle

We Always Said

After the summer had
turned fields of cut wheat
to brooms, and those little
gestures of rain beckoned

to winter, and as we sat
on the dry October lawn,
and said we’d always write
each other fond letters of

Dear dearest, and words
for wishing on falling stars,
after all that, I’m sleepless
and feeling the drift of dark,

and wondering why our
stars have all fallen apart.

Note: After reading other’s epistles, I see that I got this all wrong. I’ll try again later.

Written for Quickly Words: using winter/drifter/little and dVerse Verse Epistle and Twiglet #217 “All That Waste” and @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   © Misky 2021

14 responses to “For dVerse: Verse Epistle”

  1. This is so beautiful! I admire the shift from “little gestures of rain beckoned to winter,” to “words for wishing on falling stars.” There is a glimpse of yearning here that strongly resonates. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt. 💝💝

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  2. I like it the way it is. Reminds me of all the pen-pals I used to have… and wonder about their stars and paths…
    I guess sometimes I wonder if they every wonder about me?

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  3. I recognised our writing as an epistle and I don’t think verse requires rhyme. I also recognised the bonds that had been separated by time, distance or so many other reasons. I felt the falling apart. Through your expression, I understood.

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