I thought I'd post a little poem I wrote about a lost love. I can be brief when I want to be!
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Her name evoked sweetness, exotic delight,
Her name evoked sweetness, exotic delight,
Our love against logic was found.
We burned like a skyrocket, lighting the night,
Till we sputtered and crashed to the ground.
It didn't end badly, yet didn't end well.
She's a part of me still. This I own.
And I fight being thrust toward my personal Hell,
As I sleep with a ghost, all alone.
And thanks for your time.
stirring post fox! the fire cracker image and then sleeping with the ghost...i can totally feel it and can relate from an earlier day...
ReplyDeleteAwww . . I sleep all alone too. Unless you count the company of a 30 kilo labrador! I can't make your playlist work I think it's restricted to the US.
ReplyDelete@Baino: Try this link. I love this song. It's depressing as hell, and the word "unboyfriendable?" Inspired!
ReplyDeleteI didn't know you were a poet?
ReplyDeleteIt's one of your 47 identities?
Brief, yes, but no less descriptive than your lengthier pieces. Begs the question: is it better to burn out or fade away?
ReplyDelete@Candie: I've written poems and songs as well as my other stuff. I posted several of them last May.
ReplyDelete@Ronda: I've had both kinds of relationships. I'm not sure which is better.
Your song wouldn't play for me...due to foolish licensing restrictions...but the write? It's settled...you must come and play in my poetry sandbox...because this, I believe, is what you were born to do. And I'm still a little miffed you didn't bring these to my attention sooner! Just sayin! ;)(See how I freeze up at love writes!)
ReplyDeleteWell, the playlist song wasn't vital to the poem, it just helped to set the mood.
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