March Madness

imageAfter months of snow and ice
The rains return,
Erasing dirty dunes and
saturating frozen earth.

Window’s blowing curtains open wide
I sleep but dreams don’t stay,
Instead my brain replaying scenes:
Deserted trains to nowhere, speeding past.

I strain to free myself from
demons past, long-buried, deep.
I thought it would be so easy,
But I remain a gasping, grasping soul.

Tonight the night is dark and dank,
The raindrop rhapsody ensues again,
And still, I stand alone,
Apart, adrift, again.
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Written for The Speakeasy 152, making reference to Bee Gees’ “Stayin’ Alive” video and using the words: “It would be so easy” in the post .

Here are the rules:

Your post must be dated March 9, 2013, or later.
Submissions must be 750 words or fewer.
Submissions must be fiction or poetry.
You must include the following sentence ANYWHERE within your submission: “It would be so easy.”

12 thoughts on “March Madness

  1. Suzanne

    I love the pairing of the emotions with the end of winter and the subsequent rains. And I love this line in particular: “But I remain a gasping, grasping soul” – it really embodies the sentiment in this poem. Beautifully done! 🙂

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  2. tinsenpup

    Such a sweetly melancholy poem. I think by the end of winter, I am always feeling a little like this. These were my favourite lines:
    “I strain to free myself from
    demons past, long-buried, deep.”

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