Broken Wishbone
The sum total of everything
brought you to me. We used
to break wishbones together.
Each time you let me win,
knew my wish would
be for us, not me,
and the happiness
of a lifetime together.
Two haiku, we were the words
that made it to the page,
and together we were divisible
only by the nothing that remained.
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Steven Concert, gay American poet, resides in northeastern Pennsylvania. In June, Steven was elected 1st Vice President of the National Federation of State Poetry Societies. His work has been published by Discretionary Love, Agates, Common Threads, Cracked Walnut, and Mad Poets Society. Steven can be found on Facebook @ Paperless Poets.
Simply beautiful
Oh gorgeous, Steven … I love this poem with its wrestling between the everything and the nothing, the I and the we, the present and the past.
So powerful! And while I initially read it as regretting effort unreturned, I also get a haunting of the supernova of giving it all, as well.
Lovely!