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The unsent letter- poetry

Updated on October 4, 2014
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I am a writer of poetry and fiction. I especially love flash fiction. My name is Ruby, and I live in Southern Illinois. I am a retired R.N.

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Where did the time go?

Like an unsent letter, hidden away in my brown winter overcoat

Days drift into months, months drift into years, the letter opened repeatedly, scribbling, " I miss you. "

Just a friendly added postnote

The envelope color has faded and yellowed

The seal unsealable, too many added postnotes, too many unfulfilled wishes,

but as I read the many updates, I'm amused and happy to see I've mellowed

Winter days pass so slowly as I watch the postman pass by my mailbox, thinking again of the words written so many years ago

Invariably I'm wondering

" Where did the time go? "

Autum is upon us once again, soon the days will turn crispy and bitterly cold

I'll be needing my winter overcoat

To shield me as I watch another winter unfold.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Cam. This piece seems to have taken on a new life. Thank you for a beautiful comment...

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      Chris Mills 

      3 years ago from Missoula, Montana through August 2018

      "The envelope color has faded and yellowed," as time and autumn leaves fade as well. Beautiful, Ruby.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Peg. I will bet that most people have written an unsent letter sometime in their lifetime. And yes, for the better probably. Thank you for a beautiful comment..

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      Peg Cole 

      3 years ago from Dallas, Texas

      Ruby, this was so sweet and sentimental. I wonder how many letters we write that never get mailed, sometimes for the better. You've captured this feeling so beautifully in your poem.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.. I'm sure they will send the white coats to lock us up, the old busy bodies! lol

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      ahorseback 

      3 years ago

      Of course , I can't wait to hear what people say driving by , one on each side of the mail box ,our hands inside , staring at each other , people talk you know !

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      ahorseback 

      3 years ago

      Yeeeeaaaaaa ! You done it , I share that beer , it'll be hard holding hands though !LOL

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Ed.....

      As I reached inside my mailbox to send a letter I've kept hidden for many years

      A hand touched my hand, interlocking our fingers, flooding me with fear

      Suddenly the hand whispered, " Please don't send the letter, telling me goodby

      I've lived on our memories and will until the day I die "

      His hand felt so gentle and a bit weather worn

      It's been years since he left me alone and miserably torn

      My hand is beginning to feel numb

      I can't believe I'm writing this, boy do I feel dumb!

      Your hand slowly opens as you see it's best

      I think I'll go put lotion on it and let it rest

      I'm sure our hand's will remember this unbelievable tale

      It ' ain't ' gonna win ' no prize, in fact, I'm gonna quit rhyming and take a sip of ale.

      Hee.lol HaHa

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      ahorseback 

      3 years ago

      Go ahead Ruby , Your up for it !LOL

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Ed. This is a clasic to be read again. Geez, I hope it stays warm, our hands will get cold. lol..Thank you much. Now I wonder if I could write about the two hands forever locked in the mailbox? such fun...Thank you my friend..

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Audrey. I'm glad you enjoyed the video. Thank you for sharing....

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Mar, I'm so sorry for being late. I just saw this now. Thank you. I'm happy you enjoyed....

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      ahorseback 

      3 years ago

      And as your delicate hand reaches into the

      mailbox and grasps the letter

      From the other end of it my hand

      touches yours knowing better

      Seems there's a new envelope and

      in it aother note

      "you never returned my message"

      the one that I wrote

      So I'll just hold you close both our hands

      in your mailbox

      Until one of us says okay uncle

      and the other one talks

      we'll catch up on all our yesterdays

      and promise of tomorrows

      we'll smile and remember

      then forget all our sorrows

      I sure do hope though that spring comes this

      way early

      If spring doesn't come and I don't let go

      you'll get kind of surly

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      Audrey Hunt 

      3 years ago from Idyllwild Ca.

      Ketty Lester performing the song "Love Letters" completely absorbed me. The perfect compliment to your beautiful and very touching poem. Votes all across and sharing.

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      Maria Jordan 

      3 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

      Dear Ruby,

      I read this haunting and tender poem and randy Andy distracted me (again... ) from commenting!

      Your latest drew me back in the blink of an eye... and you are on a creative and beautiful roll, dear girlfriend. Love and hugs, mar

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Eddy, so good to see you again. Happy you are back among us. Hugs my friend...

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      Eiddwen 

      3 years ago from Wales

      A great poem Ruby and how wonderful to be back here again after my break away. Voted up and shared.

      Lots of love from my little corner of Wales.

      Eddy.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Rasma. Thank you for a charming comment and sharing....

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello tillsontitan. Thank you. So happy you enjoyed..

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 

      3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      A simply charming poem. Passing this on.

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      Mary Craig 

      3 years ago from New York

      Time and love letters, a beautiful and haunting combination. We remember the past and sometimes in thinking realize how quickly its gone by. This is a perfect example.

      Voted up, awesome, and interesting.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Audrey, I'm happy you thought this piece was touching. Thank you so much...

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      Audrey Howitt 

      3 years ago from California

      Beautiful and touching piece Ruby!

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Shauna. ' Ain't it funny how time slips away? ' I couldn't resist that, one of my favorite George Jones songs. Thank you for a beautiful comment...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Jo. I wrote this piece from a prompt sent to me from 'creative now. ' I really enjoy writing from prompts/challenges. I'm glad you enjoyed. Thank you...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello shanmarie. Thank you for the beautiful comment. It is sad, i'm glad it's fiction. I let my imagination run with the words, ' unsent letter. '

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Ann. True statement indeed. Life goes on no matter how many ifs. Thank's for coming by...

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      Shauna L Bowling 

      3 years ago from Central Florida

      Beautiful, Ruby and so true. Time slips by so quickly.

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      Jo Alexis-Hagues 

      3 years ago from Lincolnshire, U.K

      Ruby, I read this yesterday but I didn't get a chance to leave a comment. A beautiful poem. I loved how you used the old faded unsent letter with missed chances, the passage of time and reflection on what might have been. Yes, this is one of your best. Well done.

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      Shannon Henry 

      3 years ago from Texas

      How beautiful, but sad too.

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      Ann Carr 

      3 years ago from SW England

      Lovely! There are so many 'ifs' in life that we all wonder what would have happened if we'd sent this or said that. Life goes on....

      Ann

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      Ann Carr 

      3 years ago from SW England

      Lovely! There are so many 'ifs' in life that we all wonder what would have happened if we'd sent this or said that. Life goes on....

      Ann

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello sharonchristy. Gently nostalgic is a sweet comment. Thank you. I am pleased you thought so. Happy to see you again..

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Vincent. It is so good to see you writing back on HP. I missed your beautiful poetry. I just now read your poem about the mailbox and dearly loved it. While reading it, I thought of all the letters sent to loved ones, the pain and sorrow but the happiness too. We don't write letters anymore, emails rule the day. Thank you my dear poet friend....

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Vellur. Yes, time flies much too fast when we get older. When we were young it seemed to creep. Ha. Thank you..

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello lisavanvorst. Thank you for thinking I captured the moment perfectly. Quite a compliment and I am pleased you think so. Always nice to see you....

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Genna. " We amend with each passing season " I love that and it's very true. I don't know where that old cliche comes from either. ( Blink ) That's very true too. I'm thrilled you think this is one of my best, funny how poetry takes form, unexplainable. Thank you. Hugs..

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Bill. Aha the telling old mirrors, especially the magnified ones. Grrr. Thank you for your lovely poem comment...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello manatita. Speaking of old letters, I found some letters written by my sisters, Bea and Ava who have passed away. They are just simple poems, but they are precious to me. Ava was very sentimental and I was aware that she wrote poetry, but not Bea. She was a no-nonsense woman who was very serious, so when I found her poems I was elated. Thank you for sharing your story about your love letter...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello btrbell. I'm afraid in reality that's what you'll find in my pockets too. Hee..Thank you..

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello starstream. I wonder just how many have that special letter that was never sent? Yes, I agree, live our best each day. Thank you.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Colleen. I'm glad you were encouraged to read from the title. Thank you. Happy to see you...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello DDE. Your comments are from the heart and I love seeing you on my page. Thank you...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Shyron, I gave you the wrong name for the site, it's called ' creative writing now. ' I sent you an email with some of the prompts.. Hugs.

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      Sharon Christy 

      3 years ago from India

      I was very delighted to read your poetry. It was quaint and gently nostalgic. It reminded me of Nicholas Spark's Notebook so thank you so much for that beautiful poem.

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      saddlerider1 

      3 years ago

      Tis the season for change upon us, summer leaves turning color, falling to the ground overnight. The winds howling and stirring the leaves upon the ground, the crunch of leaves underfoot and then the first signs of winter frost, scraping windshields in parts of the world, leads to winter. This is a very visual poem Ruby, one of your best, I loved it. I just finished a poem I posted here called "Letter Box" has some similar and familiar tones to it and goes hand in hand with those cherished letters that some of us hang onto for reflection. Hugs

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      Nithya Venkat 

      3 years ago from Dubai

      A beautiful poem, time flies.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Shyron. No it didn't happen. I visit a site, ' creative writing.com ' and they send me prompts to write from. This week they sent several, one being, ' unsent letter ' It just seemed to jump off the page. I really don't know where the overcoat took over. I always write with my heart. I place myself in everything I write, I felt her anguish. I'm so glad you thought it was touching. Thank you so much. You are a Dear friend...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Frank. Quiet noise is an extraordinary critique for this piece. Thank you so much...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Mike. I love your comment, it has a touch of poetry. I don't think I need to tell you that winter is not my favorite time of year. Burr! Thank you my friend...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Theresa. You are spot on with your comment about time passing and I'm not ready for winter to arrive. I'm happy you thought my poem was powerful. Thank you so much..God Bless..

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      Lisa VanVorst 

      3 years ago from New Jersey

      Beautiful and you captured the moment perfectly. I could pictures the visualization of your words in my mind. Great hub!

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello John. I must admit, I get a little bit melancholy when winter is approaching. Thank you for the perfect comment...

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello suzettenaples. Thank you for the lovely image comment, glad you enjoyed...

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      Genna East 

      3 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

      I loved the metaphors in this beautiful poem, Ruby. Seasons pass by in the measure of time in our lives. What we have meant to do, like sending that letter; we amend with each passing season. We look upon the unsent letter with different perspectives as we grow older. Before we know it, winter arrives. “Life…doesn’t it go by in a blink.” (I wish I could remember where I heard that.) I think this is some of your best work, Ruby! Voted up and shared.

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      Bill Holland 

      3 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Ruby, in my head, I'm twenty-one. As long as I stay away from mirrors, I can still believe that. :) Lovely poem my friend.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Kevin. To say that you felt this piece in your bones is awesome. Thank you, I'm thrilled you were moved..Oh and thank you for pinning and sharing.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      3 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Hello Nell. Time passes so quickly, more so when we age. I remember when I was eighteen I couldn't wait to turn twenty one. I thought life was passing so slowly, now, whiz whiz whiz. Thank's for coming by...

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      manatita44 

      3 years ago from london

      Extremely beautiful, Ruby. In fact this one was awesome! Voted up!

      I still have a letter from 1980. I was a little below par and was in a naturopathic Centre. It is a letter given to me by Pauline Crump. I haven't been able to find her since. It is an extremely beautiful letter expressing that the elevation of Consciousness, is the only way to heal the Form. I did not know this then, but I felt the love she sent me intuitively. Much Peace this Sunday, my loving Friend.

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      Randi Benlulu 

      3 years ago from Mesa, AZ

      Beautiful analogy and sentiment. It is so nostalgic when we reread our past. You expressed it so well! All I ever find in my pockets are used Kleenex! Up+

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      Dreamer at heart 

      3 years ago from Northern California

      Most of us have at least one unsent letter like this one. Yes, life passes quickly as we become so busy at living. Let's be thankful for the chance to live our best day today.

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      Colleen Swan 

      3 years ago from County Durham

      Loved it. Even the title enticed one to want to know more.

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      Devika Primić 

      3 years ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

      So beautifully thought of. Your words are soundly to the heart.

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      Shyron E Shenko 

      3 years ago from Texas

      Ruby, this is just beautiful and touching. I hope all is well with you.

      Is it true, when I write so many things I write about are from true things that happened.

      Blessings dear friend.

      Shyron

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      Frank Atanacio 

      3 years ago from Shelton

      Kind of sad.. but beautiful at the same time.. I love the quiet noise your words bring out in this poem...

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      mckbirdbks 

      3 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      Ruby, what elegance you have spun. So many things unsaid, and so little time as 'the days will turn crispy and bitterly cold'

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      Faith Reaper 

      3 years ago from southern USA

      Oh, how beautiful, Ruby! This is a superb poem. Time certainly flies by so quickly. I cannot believe it is October! Your unsent letter is very powerful coupled with the change of seasons, as is life.

      God bless.

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      John Hansen 

      3 years ago from Queensland Australia

      A simple but wonderful poem Ruby. Comparing Autumn with an unsent letter...perfect.

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      Suzette Walker 

      3 years ago from Taos, NM

      Yes, wonderful poem. The years wiz by quickly. Lovely images you create in this poem.

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      The Examiner-1 

      3 years ago

      What a charming poem Ruby. Love letters hit us in two places -- the heart and the mind. These reached a third place - the bones - they have the chill of winter. I voted this up, shared and pinned it.

      Kevin

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      Nell Rose 

      3 years ago from England

      Beautiful poem Ruby, and so true, I often wonder how those years go by so quickly, and I also found an old diary of mine from 1991, was it me? how could I be so different? carefree, fun nothing to worry about, and young, oh so darn young! lol!

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