Half Agony, Half Hope

I didn’t change much from this draft as I was quite pleased with the overall effect. However, I did edit out the lines ‘You wanted adventure’ ‘I wanted comfort’ since not only are they abstract nouns, they are also tautologies as I then go on to give an image of adventure/comfort.

Final Draft (09/12/20):

The Blanket 

I sit discarded,

Slowly unravelling,

On a pink quilted chair.

I once knew your soft hands

As they caressed me. 

You rubbed me on your cheek,

The soft-skinned palm of a new-born

On the flushed face of its mother. 

You wanted hammocks hooked on trees that could collapse at any time. 

I wanted a house that’s just a little too warm from the fire.

I wanted a dishwasher stacked with pre-rinsed plates 

And a bed with blankets and cashmere cushions. 

You left me 

On the pink chair,

By the bookcase with the frosted lamp.

You wouldn’t take me with you. 

I didn’t want to come. 

But I’ll keep the pink chair warm 

In case you come back.