Autumn’s Gloaming

This is the flip side of yesterday’s poem. Unexpected Love can be read here.
Sweet summer days
filled with delights
slowly deflate
moving into the season of fall.
Trees
beautiful in crowns of gold and red
carpet crinkles beneath my feet
I listen for the sound of your step
hoping
wishing
that you would come back for me.
We had tender kisses
talked of a future
of children
of a life intertwined.
In a single heartbeat
one whispered word
I understand not still
what it was that drove us apart.
Chitter chatter
squirrel scolding
as I walk
meandering
dead leaves dissipate
under the heels of my feet
as I turn along the path
where you sought my love
where you let me fall
never looking back.
Crimson sunset
sheds diamond drops on the water
tears
no longer shed
only do I feel numb.
Nearly had a love
unconceived
rare
I held it out
only to be spurned
left alone
without even a good-bye.
©August 26/19
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

42 thoughts on “Autumn’s Gloaming”

      1. This is so true. I am trying to impress upon my 11 yr old how important it is to think about how his actions affect his world. It is a tough row to hoe but my responsibility to turn him into a good person.

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      2. I have a feeling you will succeed beautifully as his mother, and reap the benefits as he celebrates each birthday. I don’t know if my words are a prophecy from God or not–but they flowed effortlessly to you, so maybe ❤

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