I Miss You

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #173 “Collage 28”

Together, they inhaled autumn:

Decomposing leaves,

Wet fox in undergrowth,

Brambles snagging sleeves,

Following fallen acorns until the sun broke through.

He found a perfect russet

Leaf for her to press,

Alleviate her distress

At his leaving.

She pumped into his suitcase

A cloud of her favourite scent,

He took photos as she posed,

Determined to remind him

Of their happiness.

Every day,

She’d sit and play

Their favourite songs

On the yellowed keys of the old piano.

After weeks of an empty bed

And meals alone,

Waiting for the telephone

To ring, she wrote

‘I Miss You’

A thousand times in a note,

Folded them into a boat

And launched it

From the jetty at the lake –

Where another ‘I Miss You’ boat

Came floating back.

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016