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Picture postcard

April 25th, 2006 by jadeite

“I’ll write,” you said, as I clung to you,
“I won’t forget.”  So I transferred my grip
clinging to that promise as you cheerfully walked off
turning to wave just once
after your passport was checked and stamped.

Months passed. I’d left your promise
in the corner of my room, cobwebbed, dusty
but never forgotten. Then the mailman came:

“This one’s for you,” he says. And so
that’s when Mum found me, clutching a postcard
eyes dry, heart empty; she took it from me
and read, “Wish you were here.”

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6 Responses to “Picture postcard”

  1. on 25 Apr 2006 at 8:32 pm   gie

    woman are u alright? cant read ur protected posts. hey cheer up *hugs* :)

  2. on 26 Apr 2006 at 9:34 am   jadeite

    Getting better :) thanks babe…

  3. on 26 Apr 2006 at 11:41 pm   AntoneHenry

    Stumbled over here randomly, but I like your blog! Your entry reminded me of this great song.

    “A Picture Postcard” by The Promise Ring

    So don’t forget to kiss me if you’re really going to leave.
    Couldn’t you take the second bus home?
    Couldn’t you just take me with you?

    If I put my hands to your stomach,
    or put my lips to your hand.
    Birmingham has gone to motors.
    Take me home, keep your eyes on the road.

  4. on 27 Apr 2006 at 9:34 am   jadeite

    Hello :)

    Funnily, I actually took the post title from another song, ‘Picture Postcards from L.A.” by Joshua Kadison:

    She’ll even buy a ticket and pack her things to leave
    Though we all know the story we pretend that we believe
    But something always comes up, something always makes her stay
    And still no picture postcards from L.A

    “Send me postcards from L.A. signed with love forevermore
    Picture postcards from L.A. to hang on my refrigerator door
    Rachel, if you find me one, I’d love a picture of the California sun.”

    I’m the piano player down at Eddie’s bar,
    and Rachel, she’s the waitress who wants to be a star.

    :)

    Thanks for dropping by!

  5. on 27 Apr 2006 at 10:46 am   peecube

    btw, what did mom find out?

  6. on 27 Apr 2006 at 11:32 am   jadeite

    Huh? It’s a poem! Not personal experience! :/ Written last year, in fact.

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