June and July are flashback months, so this is another fun “Flashback Friday” edition of Fiction Friday. This is another poem I wrote and got published while I was in high school.
“Dear Jane Letter”
Poetry by Jeff Hill
Jane is your name,
Your name can be deceiving.
One would think you plain,
But one would not be grieving.
Though my heart was broken,
It has had time to mend.
Speaking what was never spoken,
This is a message I would like to send.
Tonight the clouds are out,
Your beautiful eyes are gleaming.
I hear him yell and shout,
And listen to your screaming.
Watching you two fight,
I think back to when it was good.
The darkness was filled with light,
But things never end up like they should.
We met just last June,
Already it’s September.
Love took us to the moon,
But you don’t even remember.
It seems like it’s been years,
Since I saw you last.
There were so many tears,
But that’s all in the past.
I watch you from my car,
And wonder who I am.
You seem so very far,
And love is just a sham.
You’ve chosen another guy,
Who you’ll treat like the rest.
You won’t even try,
What I got was your best.
I walk up to door and realize you’re all the same,
You’re just teases and forgetters.
To women like you it’s just a game,
While we receive Dear John letters.
This is my letter addressed to you,
Read it while I laugh, my bane.
This time you bit off more than you can chew,
What comes around goes around, Jane.
This work originally appeared in From the Depths in 2005.
Next week, we’ll continue our fun trip down memory lane with some more flashbacks in the form of a letter about turning short stories into something greater. Or, at the very least, something different.