I started writing this poem yesterday and just finished it a few hours ago. I’m beginning to find that I can write poetry about a specific memory or event much better if I return to the place I was when that memory was formed or that event took place.
I started writing this poem near where the memory it’s based on happened, and once I moved away from that spot, I had a lot of trouble finishing it. I think this new revelation about my own writing will lead to a lot of poetry-writing trips, maybe even hopefully some road trips :). Anyways, enjoy!
By Maggie McGinity
‘And you, too,
If it’s something you’d want to do,’
She turned back and looked at you.
You accepted without hesitation.
I observed with indignation,
For I thought her invitation
Was only mine(miscommunication).
They told this day,
“Be all two-by-two.”
Three friends on a date:
Not the usual mood.
But not alone is something
On this day the love thing wants
To exclude the hurt and hunting,
Feel without date, you’re a dunce.
So I learned not to mind,
Which one of us was the wheel?
I was behind
It, but neither tried
The other’s attention to steal.
She was the center
Before this reel.
But now the world has a funny way
Of changing plans and making days.
Which is best? I couldn’t say.
Neither could I take away.
So I will keep the nonchalance
Which got me through a three-date once,
Find new rhymes for the same old words
These hearts will not be overheard.
I’ll keep nonsense upon my lips
And for all’s sake
Never let slip.”
“Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.”
“Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.”
“But don’t change on hair for me.
Not if you care for me.
Stay, little Valentine, stay.
Each day is Valentine’s Day.”
-“My Funny Valentine,” from “Babes in Arms”