Beach Houses in Winter

By tarnished · Nov 3, 2009 · ·
  1. Ever since I left I feel a want,
    a vacant space in me-
    I left a part of me with you.
    My memories are now cold,
    Reminiscent of times once had;
    Like beach houses in winter.

    And I lie awake every night,
    Watching life pass me by
    As I watch silently.
    I don’t miss what we had.
    I don’t miss loving you-
    but feeling warm and belonging.


    A poem from my daily journal. Please comment/critique.

Comments

  1. becca
    That is a very deep and soul searching poem. It's good that you can get your feelings out through writing.

    Keep doing it. As you look back in your daily journal, you will see your growth and what has shaped you to make you who you are.
  2. Only Sissies Write
    Aha! Finally, one I can give negative feedback on! I bet you were hoping for that. I mean, I can't just give all good comments, or how do you know I don't just have low standards?
    I would change "feel" to "felt" in the first stanza. It doesn't fit as present tense. Also, I'd leave out the word "belonging" at the end. Leaving it at "warm" would be great, especially for the poem's comparison.
    The phrase "watching life pass me by" has to go. It sounds there like you're using a phrase, rather than expressing yourself directly, which I know you can do.
    On the positive side, I love the comparison of love to a beach house.
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