Red Beret

Just one more token for the memory box.

Upon my desk a red beret

Awaits you, though you’ll not return,

And rests expectant through the day,

In presence of the one you spurn.

 

I had retrieved it off the road

You barely touched amid your flight,

Once struck by that peculiar mode;

From out my arms into the night.

 

Most tenderly, within my hands

I hold it as I held you once,

To ask it if it understands

What baffles still this lonesome dunce.

 

What cause had you to turn on heel

When I desired you so near,

And needed you corporeal

Just as you chose to disappear?

 

The memory seems long ago,

And why you went I cannot say,

That mystery I long to know

You left here with your red beret.

Reviews

[J.P. Bristow]

I am reminded of rasberry beret by prince but instead of the beginning this is the end.....very simple structure but the words paint honest.

[wolfshrew]

It seems you stick a lot with form and pay close attention to it in your writing, it definitely brings out a lot of skill and you make beautiful work with it that can definitely be appreciated by many. This piece of writing in particular was calming, thanks for sharing it.

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Wow this is so touching and sincere. I really liked this write. You have talent. Lovely and amazing flow and rhyme. Wonderful write!!