Heavy on Halloween

He stood in rain that Halloween
Waiting for a bus, I told him
This bus wouldn’t go that night
Due to a sudden strike.
There was a cold draught, made me shiver
When his eyes met mine.

He had the oldest eyes
That I had ever seen,
The whitest hair.
He was carrying a bag
all torn and mouldy,
a browner shade of green.

He asked, we went for a drink,
I carried his bag.
He didn’t drink,
He just told me that he
Had not been back to life
For a long time. He was tired.

I blamed the impact
Of his words
On the red wine I had drunk.
He let me talk,
We talked of what should matter most
And then I asked

What was in the bag
That was so heavy. He sadly smiled.
‘Just memories of every bitter love that ever was,
and all that lovers dreamed, their nightmares too,
Mementos of great friendships that were not so great
And thoughts of good times turning out real bad.’

I was intrigued.
‘Perhaps these things
Should be forgotten,’ I remarked.
‘I wish I could. I wish that I could
Just walk out and leave this life for good. So there.’
I was not sure that I had understood.

I got my coat, then turned and he was gone.
I watched him walking
Just before he was absorbed
In the city mist.
He’d left his bag
And I could not resist:

I took a look inside.
The bag was empty now,
Weighing nothing anymore.
But I could not move on:
My heart, my body heavy, filled
With all the grief and lovers’ pain.

Comments on: "Heavy on Halloween" (8)

  1. So much more than just a Halloween poem but so appropriate for the day too. I love when that bag shows up, I can feel its weight.

  2. He left his bag, which contained his misery… and you absorbed it unknowingly… touching.

  3. On one level–just as a Halloween story—this reminds me of Edgar Allen Poe. On a deeper level—about absorbing the weight of someone else’s suffering–I find this very moving, Ina…poetic and sad. Bon courage, mon amie.

  4. A powerful poem, {{{Ina}}} – oh, how the heaviness, the burdens of life shift. This is a love poem, a life poem, a very personal poem and, so, a very courageous poem. Sending much love and healing and hugs. XO ❤

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