Days Grew Colder

Days Grew Colder …

days grew colder
Days grew colder …

The days grew colder when you left
icy winds froze my empty heart,
sun does not shine in my window,
I no longer know when days start.

Ticks on the clock pounding my head,
the night is day, day may be night,
it makes no difference really,
it’s the kitchen bulb or daylight.

Coffee taste is only sense left,
no need to wash the cup anymore,
it’s never empty – what the heck?
out of coffee, gone to the store!

Be back soon, welcome home from trip,
sorry to be so dramatic,
it’s those darn silly soaps I watch,
where drama is systematic.
~

Author’s Note:

This poem is about a few minutes in the life of a person whose spouse has gone on a business trip. It
represents how important it is to have faith in one’s self and be a whole person. Lover’s may complete
each other, yet when one is alone they should be able to carry on with day to day responsibilities. It is
so important to love and take care of thy self. It is also important to not run out of coffee, especially
when you expect your beloved to come home any minute.

© 2019 Phyllis Doyle Burns

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I have always liked to write.It is important to me that writing comes from my heart and soul. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions. Thank you for visiting.
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I have always liked to write. It is important to me that writing comes from my heart and soul. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions. Thank you for visiting.

11 thoughts on “Days Grew Colder

  • March 20, 2019 at 8:11 PM
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    Wonderful verse and so true it is always that way. When my late husband went on trips I always kept myself busy so the days would fly. When I knew he would no longer return I wished that it was only a dream and he was on a trip from which he would once again return.

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  • March 23, 2019 at 8:23 PM
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    A lovely little poem Phyllis. You described the feelings of a lonely spouse home alone, counting the hours, and waiting for her partner to return. they say absence makes the heart grow fonder and I think in many cases that is very very true. Nice job.

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  • March 24, 2019 at 8:10 AM
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    I love your message. I feel that through the last few years I have truly found joy and inner strength within myself. I have moved one day at a time and survived happily on the other side. Couples should help to strengthen the inner us not to give it all away. Jamie

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  • March 24, 2019 at 9:10 AM
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    We all feel same when are away from life partners. Life feels incomplete. Your poem describes it so well.

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  • March 24, 2019 at 11:24 AM
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    Its such an uneasy feeling that want for another to be close to. You almost have to find something to eat the time up. And yes the coffee must continue to be brewed or someone’s head is coming off. Lol. Nice piece my friend very much enjoyed it.

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  • April 5, 2019 at 1:34 AM
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    Life becomes a routine without life when a partner is away. But we must keep going with faith because life goes on. Enjoyed reading your lovely verse.

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