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Contributor Series 10: Silken Rags, New Year Hopes

01.01.12 Posted in Contributor Series 10, today's words by

Contributor Series 10: Silken Rags

New Year Hopes
By Mildred Speidel

Bob always loved to celebrate New Year’s Eve
at our favorite cafe. Right on the waterfront.
We could share the hours before the fireworks
with a lovely meal and champagne. I always
wore my silver sequined dress, that was his
request, his favorite.

For the past five years Bob has been gone. He
left unexpectedly. If I knew why, I would share
it with you. He may have died, but my hopes
never have. I still spend New Year’s Eve at the
same cafe, always in a silver outfit. Waiting.
Hoping that if he is out there he will show up
in time for the fireworks.

Now I hear the clock! My nightmare has passed
one more time. One day I will not have this
dream again. Happy New Year Bob, the man
in all of my holiday dreams.

Mildred Speidel’s most recent poem to appear here was Aloha, published as part of Contributor Series 8: Feast and Famine in April 2011.

6 Responses to “Contributor Series 10: Silken Rags, New Year Hopes”

  1. bobbie troy says:

    Very lovely and touching.

  2. I would hope it was not only Holiday dreams/nightmares about Bob
    very appealing.

  3. My heart melts for this lonely woman.

  4. mildred speidel says:

    I am late in my response, but I wanted to thank you ladies for your encouragement and kind words. It has brightened my day!

  5. sari says:

    I loved this poem. It made my heart leap up and stop. Thank you.
    Poetry that makes us feel is fantastic.
    Poetry that touches our core regardless of joy sorrow or the mundane.

  6. mildred speidel says:

    Sari…I just found your comment. It was so perfectly stated and I must say I feel grateful. If it brought some emotion to you, that is all I need to know. Thanks again for taking the time to comment.

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