Photo by Athena Rajnai
Tradition is a beautiful thing, especially when it involves the people that you love. In these 3 poems, I tried my best to outline the phases of creating traditions alongside someone, having those traditions tarnished and broken, and the eventual healing process of it all. I’ve not had the best experiences with romance during the holiday season in times past, so this set of poems is especially sentimental to me. I guess this is my way of telling myself that it’s okay to not be in any sort of relationship during the holidays, and to instead use this time to focus on the benefits of alone time, and the self reflection, love, and acceptance that comes with it.
1.
if it were only
you and i
aside from all the earthly
delights that distract us
from our parallel view
one thousand years
would be too short a time
to create
everything
and relive it
over and over
the way we so desire
2.
i keep calling you back
to my heart
in an instant
the red center of my chest
flushed with noxious bile
in years past
the falling of night was
loud
to avoid the darkness
now
it is much too silent
3.
the murmur of the fireplace
calls me to the living room
somehow
i am temperate
on the couch
a melody ensues from the radio speaker and i soon realize
it is only you
i stand up
and dance with myself
Kindergarten 