Turn The Page

I'm sitting, in my room, littered with pictures of people that I barely, know, anymore..My senses are awakened by the smell of catfish. A common smell, in the South. I find, it oddly comforting and it eases my pain a little bit.
I go to eat, because I know that having a full belly, eases my sorrows.
The fatty fish, is sub par, not on the level, of what we used to eat, and it reminds me of how things change.
There's a bread tye, in the coleslaw, 
because my grandmother is getting old.
Everyone laughs. 

I fix myself, a glass of wine, feeling like things have been a little repaired,
that the weight of the silence, is a little less heavy.
I take it to the room, set it next to the bed, and sip,
slowly.
I feel a little exhilaration, from the alcohol.
I watch a quick video. I smile a little.
Then, I go back to my music. 
I replay the same song.
Listening to sweet poetry for my soul.

I'm a little irritated, right now, but in a way,
I'm feeling much better.
I'll keep sipping on this glass of wine, til it's gone.


I'm wondering if, I'm Cinderella, in this song.
Cinderella, can drive it home. Even, if she has to do it with one headlight. 

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Hi there
A bittersweet poem about honest emotions and what it takes to make you feel better...Definitely wine!!! It seems like music soothes your soul as well...even a bit of humor is welcomed
Thank you for sharing
Warmly, B

[Light and ashes]

You always have something kind to say, Betty... thank you.

[Betty Hermelee]

You are very welcome!!
Warmly, B

[Knightword5]

This was beautifully written. Loved it.

[Light and ashes]

thank you....

[Arundass TP]

Nicely written. Enjoyed reading.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I really loved the ending and loved the bread tie bit
Well done I love honest raw true life poetry

[Light and ashes]

This was written, to give people I care about an insight into my recent life experiences, thank you.

[Brad Dehler]

Thank you for sharing. This is a very intimate moment, very personal and I feel honored and a little voyeuristic. The Wildflowers sound puts us right in the scene and I keep reading, reading- hoping you find joy. Have to say the aside about the wine improving the feeling is quite funny. Very nice.

[Light and ashes]

My experience is a mixture of amusement, among other things...it may be because I find amusement where others don't...
It may just be because I am a funny creature, or I like to find amusement in things...
I am the kind, of person that can and does, laugh through pain.

[Brad Dehler]

That makes total sense. Finding amusement, in a way finding a muse. It keeps you driven, then continue doing so. And all the better if you are to smile :)

[Desert Knave]

The reference to the tye in the cole slaw got me smiling immediately and I love the Wallflowers song you mentioned in closing. Enjoyable read for sure. ~Jim

[Light and ashes]

Thank you:))

[Dale Pavolko]

Overall Impressions
It’s a mood piece more than a crafted poem; more therapeutic journal entry than performance. That’s not inherently bad; some of the best contemporary work lives in this exact register of muted survival. Right now it reads like someone turning the page on a bad day rather than turning the page on a bad life, and the quiet honesty of that distinction is what saves it from self-pity. Trim a few commas, trust the images more, and let the Cinderella line earn its keep earlier, and this could be a small, perfect minor-key gem. As is, it’s still affecting in its refusal to fake brightness.

[Samuel Segun Toluwalase]

Lovely Poem. I love the fact that I can imagine it
Very descriptive and compelling

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

A fine mod life poem, expressed swell, succinct and fab to read. Kudos!

Plz also read and comment my newest poem here

[Perdition]

Now and then, there comes a poem that shows up and stirs up everything, usually it’s because we’ve all been there, with my grandmother, it was a newspaper left in the turkey because soaking news makes it moist? BUT you're supposed to take it out before serving. You invited us all back to where we’ve been at some point or another, sipping wine and watching our nights spill out over everything, yet still finding the unremarkable and perfect something that binds our whatevers with a simple, well-placed tie. In other words, you’ve written a bombshell!!! Fingers thunderously snapping~

[Light and ashes]

Very kind of you.
The News reading turkey is funny, but still the same, very sad..
Thank you for your words, on my little nothing of a piece.

[Perdition]

A pleasure and it is NOT nothing or else I wouldn’t have given it the value. Never doubt your talent… Doubt and Poetry are not made for ways of way where talent and emotion are wonderfully expressed. Just an old Poet’s experience …lol.

[Light and ashes]

:)) take care. Hope your Thanksgiving settles down.