Pantoum - Light in my Kitchen

Would you believe it?  This creative writing class has prompted me to write another poem that I like.


The light is better in the kitchen
Though it faces south
I could read in here for hours
And pretend that I’m alone.

Though it faces south
I can see the empty windows
And pretend that I’m alone
Sitting here at my table.

I can see the empty windows,
Once so full of life.
Sitting here at my table,
It’s empty here, too.

Once so full of life,
The courtyard’s tree is bare.
It’s empty here, too.
There’s no one left to care.

The courtyard’s tree is bare
It’s been a long time since it snowed.
There’s no one left to care
Spring is almost here.

It’s been a long time since it snowed.
I like to sit beneath the window.
Spring is almost here
The colors will be returning soon.

I like to sit beneath the window.
The light is better in the kitchen.
The colors will be returning soon,
I could read in here for hours.