The unsent letter- poetry

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!

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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+

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.

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.

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.

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

A beautiful poem, time flies.

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

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.

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

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

How beautiful, but sad too.

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.

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

Beautiful and touching piece Ruby!

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.

A simply charming poem. Passing this on.

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.

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

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.

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

Go ahead Ruby , Your up for it !LOL

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

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 !

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.

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