There'll be no "Comical Wednesday" entry this week (and maybe not next week). Instead, something a little different. I thought I'd post a little poem I once wrote about a lost love. I can be brief when I want to be!
REQUIEM
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.
Thats powerful and beautifully written. Happy New Year dear friend and thank you for always coming to my blog. I hope to be better at posting this year!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the compliment, Tammy. Great to see you again.
DeleteDeeply lovely!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Karen.
DeleteWe all have had a great love like this whether it last briefly or not, the power of that love lasts a lifetime in our memories. You wrote this poem very well
ReplyDeleteThanks. It was a very short relationship, but very powerful, you might say...
DeleteI absolutely love that poem, Mr. Silver Fox. It strikes a chord with me I'm trying hard to forget.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a comictastic 2018 (even though you haven't read new ones in a while or so I remember),
Blue
Some recommendations:
1. Velvet by Brubaker et al. (Image Comics)
2. The Fade Out by Brubaker et al. (Image Comics)
3. The Private Eye by Vaughan et al. (Image Comics)
4. Saga by Vaughan et al.(Image Comics)
5. Batman Ego by Darwyn cooke (DC)
P.S. The titles are clickable.
DeleteThanks for all the links, Blue. I received your comment in an email, too, so that'll make it easier to check them out at my convenience without having to dig into this comment section!
DeleteGlad you liked the poem. Usually I have to stress to people that I don't always write poems and stories from my own point of view rather than that of a character who is definitely not me, but this time... Yeah, it's about me.
A true story. Oh I can relate....
DeleteDoesn't it suck when you can relate to something depressing?
DeleteI'd rather have the ghost than splatter on the ground. Oh how it can all come a crashing down. Nicely done indeed.
ReplyDeleteThanks. But you wanna know something that bugs me? If I do say so myself, the first and last lines are more clever than anyone realizes, but I can't tell anyone why without saying too much about the woman in the poem. (Believe it or not, she got to read it, and either didn't recognize that it was about her, or she at least pretended not to!)
Deleteah Im sure you have many love poems David , this is beautiful .
ReplyDeleteI haven't written much poetry lately ("lately" being the last five years or so), but yeah, I've got quite a few. Songs, too.
DeleteYes I know.
Deleteand BTW I think many of the things you write are more about you than you say .
DeleteMaybe... But every so often I'll write a story about a person who's a real rat and people say "Is that supposed to be you?" and I want to smack them!
DeleteVery poignant, and powerful! You should write more poetry. Thanks for a lovely read. Looking forward to Sunday here, and to getting back full-scale to blogging. I'm still in half-holiday mode.
ReplyDeleteA very happy 2018 to you and yours.
That compliment means a lot, coming from you, Nila.
DeleteI hope you like Sunday's post about "Tar and Cement". I often try to be informative and get carried away. I tried to avoid making it too long, but as it turns out, the song has quite a history.
ha - your poem seems to strike home. Damn ghosts like to haunt me too...
ReplyDeleteI think most of us have experiences like this in our pasts.
DeleteWow. That's a powerful poem that brought back memories I thought long-buried. Safe enough from a distant backward view, I suppose.
ReplyDeleteNicely done! And happy new year to you!
Wow, this poem seems to have hit a nerve with a lot of you. I love the response I'm getting.
DeleteI love the poem. I'm sorry you miss me so much.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Shhhh!
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