Snowmen standing as silent handmade sentinels
in front of the small town's neighborhood.
Heavily bundled children dragging sleds
down the icy sidewalks, headed for a distant hill.
She forgot how much her soul loved the feel of winter in her spirit.
All the special joys embraced that made it seem as though
Mother Nature's laws of creation where hibernating
and you were able to freeze aging in the far off drifts of pristine white.
How quickly the memories returned from growing up in this place
having no secrets everyone didn't know, but all pretended to ignore.
Once they turned the corner to main street
her spine sensed a sudden streak of lightning
summoned by the recollections over why she had left.
High School sweetheart of all four years,
breaking off with her before senior prom
just to take the girl he had been seeing secretly for months.
Next day the pain burned from all the whispers on campus,
doing her best to summon the courage to finish the day,
weeping alone, not letting others see her tears,
departing the town right after graduation.
Never returning, because her parent had moved
to another state when they retired,
finding life in a major city a chance to forget her sadness,
college and career easing her away from thinking only of the past,
new love found, life mercifully bringing her blessings.
Finding an irony that fate would bring her back,
corporation she worked for as executive
had purchased local bankrupted factory
she being sent to oversee the management transitions.
Looking through papers, including list of employees,
seeing the name of her former boyfriend on the list,
faced with the deciding how she will play her choices
as a women scorned,
staring out at the factory and thinking
this will might be the best her winter she's ever known.
A contest entry
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600 points, ended December 4, 2007, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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the bit about secrets everyone pretended not to know is so true in places like that and you express it well. I like your account of the woman's life and, for me, you created tension as you went along. I wondered why she had returned to the place where she felt so much pain. Well, you revealed why but then left us hanging again in a wonderfully dramatic way.
Congrats on HM.
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This is very good and very long. I love how it's a story and I really liked it. Thanks for your beautifully written entry!
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This is good, for me it had a mixed emotion about it. At first it was a naïve optimism that the reader takes in the beauty of nature, this lasts until the couplet after the second stanza. Then it becomes sad as it talks about her memories then it turns to an almost hopeful feel in the last line. I like how you used the images of winter here. Good use of sibilance. Good luck
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All the best
Pozo
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What a uniquely penned piece of poetry! I am very impressed with this one, my friend; thoroughly enjoyed it because of how unique it is
Wishing you the very best in this contest! Always and forever, Sandy -
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