It Wasn't Our Heartaches Trembling ...

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Rosemary J. Gwaltney
Senior Member

since 1999-08-26

Posts 997
northern mountains, Idaho

0 posted 2000-03-25 02:46 AM

It wasn't our hearts travailing,
it was the wine;
freeing all the dust bunnies
from beneath the beds of our memories
until our wearied minds were swept clear.
~ ~ ~
It wasn't our love crying,
it was the wine;
hosing out all the ancient years
from the corners of our hearts,
until our sorrowed lives were purified.
~ ~ ~
It wasn't our tears flowing,
it was the wine;
cleansing all the blood-like stains
left from the anguish we have known,
until the losses lost their sting, for a night.
~ ~ ~
It wasn't our heartaches trembling,
it was the wine;
wasn't it, my dear.

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...Living is ever like crossing rivers; finding a new life on each shore ... RJG

[This message has been edited by Rosemary J. Gwaltney (edited 04-01-2000).]

poetFemmeFatale
Member Elite

since 1999-07-25

Posts 2646
Arkansas

1 posted 2000-03-25 03:07 AM

Oh wow, I don't know what to say to this...I've been there, that's all. This really struck a hard cord with me...I used to do this just to allow my overwhelming emotions to overflow, so I wouldn't drown in them...instead I nearly drowned in the alcohol!

This brought a tear to my eye...thank you for sharing. It was sadly beautiful....

Lucius Cade
Member

since 2000-03-23

Posts 235
Saskatchewan

2 posted 2000-03-25 03:57 AM

Yes I know what its like to question your feelings while under the influence. A great poem, it reads very well.

Lucidity is the answer to all problems

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

3 posted 2000-03-25 09:55 AM

It wasn't our love crying,
it was the bourbon;
hosing out all the ancient years
from the corners of our hearts,
until our sorrowed lives were purified.
~ ~ ~
It wasn't our tears flowing,
it was the bourbon;
cleansing all the blood-like stains
left from the anguish we have known,
until the losses lost their sting, for a night.
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VERY emotional powerful piece...very well written...i relate to it well,
take care, jm

Do you live by the book, do you play by the rules
Do you care what is thought by others about you
If this day is all that is promised to you
Do you live for the present, the future the past...
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hoot_owl_rn
Member Patricius

since 1999-07-05

Posts 10750
Glen Hope, PA USA

4 posted 2000-03-25 10:09 AM

Wow...this speaks very loudly. Nicely written

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

5 posted 2000-03-25 11:17 AM

Rosemary--you have the gift of writing your heart and doing it so well, that it becomes everyone's heart. I loved this!!

Elizabeth Santos
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-11-08

Posts 9269
Pennsylvania

6 posted 2000-03-25 12:20 PM

Rosemary
You wield a pen like a sword of steel, swift and clear the phrases cut through the mind.
You are amazing
Liz

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

7 posted 2000-03-25 12:51 PM

Rosemary, my friend~
You are amazing !

The tender words flow from your pen
reminding some of where they've been.

Beautiful, Rosemary.
Love you
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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