November Day

The Years

It’s late in the day, November gray

A year nearly past

Choices I made, stir regrets today

Lie in my bed, reminisce and recast

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My youth past, thought it would last

Forever and a day,

Years laid to rest, out of my grasp

Creating a bland macrame

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Blame is past, time flies fast

Fluttering wings today

Ruffling my feathers, call to task

Those producing my play

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You called the shots, I wore a mask

Pretending was my stay

You the captain, hoisting the mast

The wind blowing your way

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Now, in the autumn, my repast

Sustenance my foray

Light the fire to create the blast

My truth, my life, my way

All the wasted tears

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vietnamvet68 6 years ago from New York State

a beautiful poem, sometimes it's hard to let go of the past and some things will never last. But we must move forward to be happy again. Peace my friend


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BobbiRant 6 years ago from New York

I adore Simply Red and this is one of my favorite songs by them. You are beautiful, so don't regret a thing. We all thought we'd be 25 forever, but we women are like fine wine, we get better with age. You've gained knowledge, experience, I can see this with your writing skills. You are a beautiful person, never doubt that for one second.


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epigramman 6 years ago

....deep and reflective Amy ..... a poetic reminiscene

by someone who is in total command of her own unique language ....... you have the innate ability to always summon the right (and often powerful) words to paint a tableau of feelings and thoughts .......


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Amy Becherer 6 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dearest BobbiRant and vietnamvet68, one of my favorite couples. You touch my heart with your kindness. I bought my first, "as a single person" bottle of wine. Now, I have to figure out how to open it so I can toast the two of you. Here's to a long life together! Thanks for your support.

My dear friend, Epi, your encouragement spurs me on to keep trying to excel...to be the best I can be. Thank you for your poetic words and friendship. The adage "Love is all you need" is clique because it's true. Thank you for your loving ways.


daPuma5 6 years ago

Never let the past color your today; the sun still shines.


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Amy Becherer 6 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you, daPuma5. I'm still working on it, but I've come a long way. I appreciate your stopping and commenting. How did you get so smart so young?


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A.A. Zavala 6 years ago from Texas

Subordinating yourself for the sake of a relationship, and then having nothing to show for it. It's all to familiar with me as well. Just know that our past exepriences will help us find the the individual who deserves our attention. Thank you for sharing.


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Amy Becherer 6 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

How interesting you are, Augustine. I can tell you are a scientist rather than an engineer. You've asked me questions about something I've never consciously even considered myself...Off the cuff, without having analyzed this, I'd say that when things feel unbearable to me, I deliberate, not trusting my gut in important decisions. During that time, rather than running away, which wouldn't take me far enough, fast enough, once I committed to escape, my first inclination is to "fly away" on a plane...to another country, actually. Although I REALLY, REALLY want to at the time, the thought process is enough to provide tremendous relief through fantasy, while I contemplate what I really need to do. I strongly feel that the act of flying, literally or figuratively, is the complete absence of control over actions or destination. My thoughts of flying away are in desperation with no destination other than far, far away...then I contemplate the practical, such as, language barriers and gradually come down from the clouds, back into the pit. The act of flying, for me, symbolizes complete freedom with no regard for anything other than the absense of anything else. My whole life I've felt tied like a boulder with obligations, responsibilities and allowed others to dominate and control every aspect of my life, from what I say to how I dress to how I act. My whole life feels like I've been playing a part in someone else's movie. I am not confrontational by nature and it always felt easier to save myself through fantasy...an escape no one can critique, intrude upon or ruin. Thank you for asking...I just learned something about myself thanks to you, the brilliant scientist.


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A.A. Zavala 6 years ago from Texas

Fascinating. Thank you for answering the question. And please forgive my typos, I meant "experience" instead of "exepriences". I know you knew what I meant, just try to honor everyones hubs with proper spelling. Again, thank you.


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Amy Becherer 6 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Oh, I thought that was a "scientific" term...just kidding, I'm being a smartass now! Don't give it a second thought, last time I checked I'm not qualified for the spelling police. Thanks for your interest in my writing.

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