Promptly 4 and 5

May

May

Emptied box upon the bed,
clutter on the blanket spread -
an open book long half read,
notepad, specs, and roses (dead),
bottle with some green perfume,
forgotten scent fills the room,
morning coffee gone stone cold
calendar speaks of times now old,
a note I thought thrown away,
long lost greeting, “Hello, May.”

I remember well that day -
you smiled before you went away;
gone for years and once returned,
wrote that note before I learned
you were back but left again.
Memories I counted slain,
ceased for me to dwell upon,
stir, and rising with the sun,
awoken just to spoil my day,
remember me, my name is May.

Line count: 20
Rhymed aabb
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 39
Prompt: As per illustration.