Sunday, 31 July 2016

Day 31- Dear Dream

Dear Dream,
When I woke, you weren't beside.
Dear Dream,
I think I sensed a goodbye.

Lightning flickering,
I remember my days with your heart.
In my commonsense wisdom,
it's strange, our time apart.

I'm under no illusions;
you were a rare find.
A way that lessened my ache,
making my sorrows seem worthwhile.

When I can no longer write,
I hope you will be okay.
I wish you hadn't left,
though I know why it's that way.

Dear Dream,
When I woke, I cried.
Dear Dream,
I think I sensed a goodbye.


Source: Paul's letters to Adrienne, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Saturday, 30 July 2016

Friday, 29 July 2016

Day 29- Afloat

A reverse erasure

Source: Chapter 14, Nights in Rodanthe
by Nicholas Sparks

Thursday, 28 July 2016

Day 28- Big Bang

A reverse erasure :)
Source: Chapter 13, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Wednesday, 27 July 2016

Day 27- What Love Was

The world dissolving into something
distant wasn't love.
The dream outside
the sky wasn't love.
The rush of intuitive
feeling wasn't love.

The product of a few
words wasn't love.
The inability to keep a feud
going wasn't love.

Waiting for a
response wasn't love.
The will to repair
the rift wasn't love.
"I'm sorry" wasn't love.
Comfort, half in the shadow of
storm, wasn't love.

A promise to make it
through wasn't love.
A dance of give and
take wasn't love.
Making
love wasn't love.

To know what to do 
was almost meaningless.

It was a combination
of a thousand things,
but it wasn't love. 


Source: Chapter 12, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

 

Tuesday, 26 July 2016

Day 26- Roll the Dice

When hoping for
a lucky roll of the dice,
get things ready.

Consider possibilities
both close and far away.
Connect sea to sky.

Feel the pull
of the swirling wind, far
from anything that could be.

Collide with awkwardness
two and a half feet wide
and six feet high.

Soft pedal what happened,
mentally outlining repairs.
Label intensity.

Plan on falling in love.
Hold back
the ravages of time.

In the aftermath of purpose,
become a whisper.


Source: Chapter 11-12, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Monday, 25 July 2016

Day 25- Betrayal

It had been long, chasing
sleep, greeting
cars parked haphazardly, living
near people coated
with a thin layer of salt.

It had been long, seeking
redress, seeing
through different
eyes, slowly losing
words and strength and want.

It had been a long
battle with time, folding
and unfolding it
and now there was a scar,
fresh like a newborn
and that wasn't right. 


Source: Chapter 11, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Sunday, 24 July 2016

Saturday, 23 July 2016

Day 23- Apology

I was looking for…
I don’t know… the truth?

I wanted to see if I could fix it somehow.
[Like it was just a mistake.]

I wasn’t sure.

Time here had been dreamlike-
a piece of happiness missing
for far too long.

Standing close,
wanting nothing more,
I forgot to come back.

Spontaneity didn’t allow for stability.

It’s easier to blame someone.
But, I’m not going to.

I know it wasn’t easy to have turned away.
You’ve done enough already.
You can be proud of that.


Source: Chapter 10, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Friday, 22 July 2016

Thursday, 21 July 2016

Day 21- Negotiations

“Are you going to talk?”
“I think I can manage that.”

“Don’t mind if I join you again?”
“You don’t have to do this.”

“I’d be happy to help.”
“It is impossible.”

“Why?”
“I don’t know whether to be happy or not.”

“I guess everyone’s wondering.”
“And you’ve no idea.”

“No matter what happens, I think you’re doing the right thing.”

“It’s my one good story.”

Source: Chapter 9, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas sparks

Wednesday, 20 July 2016

Day 20- After the War, the Refugee

To keep strangers at bay,
most of the homes were shacks.
He felt a stab of disappointment.

Evidence of harshness raced along-
concrete blocks, stacked bricks-
a sort of stalemate
everywhere he looked.

A moment later, he could see
drops on the windshields of cars.

Somewhere in between
the rain of a thousand storms,
A lone strand of Christmas lights had been
turned on, as if,
welcoming him home.

[ A place where it mattered
when he awoke.]


Source: Chapter 9, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Tuesday, 19 July 2016

Monday, 18 July 2016

Sunday, 17 July 2016

Saturday, 16 July 2016

Friday, 15 July 2016

Thursday, 14 July 2016

Wednesday, 13 July 2016

Tuesday, 12 July 2016

Monday, 11 July 2016

Sunday, 10 July 2016

Saturday, 9 July 2016

Friday, 8 July 2016

Day 8- Intoxication

She was happy to swim
Undressed
through hours of piano recitals,
looking for
imagined company…

Long enough to fall asleep again.

Source: Chapter 5, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Thursday, 7 July 2016

Day 7- Album

Memories,
the colour of coffee,
brought back a respite of sorts.
The years displayed
above the fireplace
had had trouble doing okay.

Source: Chapter 5, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Day 7- Threshold




A mistake,
the colour of iron,
rougher than the weather
stretching to the horizon,
brought back
the possibility
of losing
warm memories.



Source: Chapter 5, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Wednesday, 6 July 2016

Day 6- Journeys

The sky was a 
rear-view mirror. 

Past thirty miles of
cotton fields,
life became a blur.

Questions asked for
a vague sense of completion.

Eyes seemed to recall
surprise instead of tears.
Running towards something
replaced
running away from everything.
He couldn’t quite explain
how he had grown up.

There was no reason
to ask for directions.

Source: Chapter 3, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

Tuesday, 5 July 2016

Monday, 4 July 2016

Sunday, 3 July 2016

Saturday, 2 July 2016

Friday, 1 July 2016

Day 1- Time

Source- Chapter 1, Nights in Rodanthe
 by Nicholas Sparks

Curtained windows, 
each passing day,
back in time
to what it had once been.

Thursday, 30 June 2016

Hi, there! :)

I am Garima Behal, a graduate in Commerce from SRCC, Delhi University, India and this is my attempt at living in the present moment, Zen style, by creating a new piece of poetry each day :)

I shall be referring to Nicholas Spark's novel, Nights in Rodanthe, for the ELJ 31/31 Challenge- Found Poetry Track.

You will find found poems, erasures and blackout poetry here! :)

I hope you enjoy reading my work as much as I enjoy creating it <3 Thank you for stopping by! :)