Bobbie Troy’s most recent poem to appear here was A Shadow of Myself, written for Murray Dunlap. This poem returns us to Dear Diane, for which Bobbie Troy received a Pushcart Prize nomination.
Dear Diane (Letter 2)
By Bobbie Troy
By Bobbie Troy
you gave me a rose
in that hour
remembering old times,
old thoughts,
old feelings
what are the images?
or are there any
for friendship and love?
too many incomplete thoughts
incomplete metaphors
i’ve forgotten my lines
oh, yes
you gave me a rose
in that hour
i’ve forgotten my lines
But, you remembered your friend. Beautiful.
I know both individuals and can therefore appreciate the words.
It’s obvious from comments that you knew Diane, but I can substitute the name of someone who was dear to me, and the words will resonate on a personal level. Beautiful poem.
Lynn
Bobbie,
Bobbie, Once again the gentle nostalgic voice, it always does me a world of good to read your poetry. “Incomplete metaphors/incomplete thoughts” are what flutters in our heads day after day, you are fortunate to know how to put them into words.
Thank you, everyone, to take the time to comment. I like to think I write for myself, but getting feedback is wonderful because I know I touched someone.
You’ve done it again as usual