The #OctPoWriMo prompt is about betrayal and the suggested form is a palindrome, in which it reads betrayal one way, forgiveness the other. I don’t think I’m capable of writing a palindrome, but here’s another cleave poem that reads sad/happy.
It was in the grey of morning, birds were singing in the trees
When you left, I heard you go, with the sound of breaking hearts
I closed my eyes against the light, sun was on the brink, rose
Leaching into the grey, with the promise of a soft day.
I should have seen it coming, I see so much ahead,
But the wishing and the wanting, for us, a lifetime not enough,
Veiled the fractures and the flaws. I reach out my hand to touch you,
Too late, your footsteps fading, your face turns to the light,
You will see a different dawn, with a familiar smile,
A future, ocean vast, bright as the glowing sky,
While I refuse the heaped regrets, thoughts circling back to me
To grasp the coming day and the completion of happiness.