Open Poetry #15 |
Times of question |
Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
Too many times they’d said they’d try Too many times they’d said goodbye The branch upon a tree of weak had broken The words of promise proved untrue False intent and nothing new The words I do, of care were wrongly spoken Commitment to the other half had drifted far from true The years of change had left their mark of pain The feeling deep inside them both, was one that now they knew One that told them love would not remain Nothing seemed to meld or gel, no interest of the same Mealtime and a few short words, the night Containing all the words of grief became a sickly game The ending came, and none put up a fight Many have their theories, but some start out too young To take the world on as a pair just might A stranger then speaks warmer, than the spouse they vowed to love What goes wrong? What makes a feeling right? Who’s to blame, who suffers, when loving turns away? Does fate, it date the clock of change to sound? Does someone up there high above watch over us each day? Where in Gods own heaven are the lonely souls all bound? Many still keep clinging to the love that once they knew Afraid of change and what in life to do Searching things inviting to their mind in time of pain A Mr, Mrs in a play, which each day starts again |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This will touch many as so few find that "true" one... well done, Rick... |
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azblond Senior Member
since 1999-07-01
Posts 637The Steamy Desert |
But maybe it's just we've let it become so easy now To break apart what we start when we made that wedding vow For generations before us stuck like glue when before the wedding- each other -they hardly knew Loved your words though! Let my words fall first upon deaf ears before a closed mind... |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Rick, this hits home, and is so very true, how things seem to change with no intent of losing love, it is just gone. So sad. Excellent piece. Sandra Come to me in my dreams and then, by day I shall be well again. For then the night will more than pay the heedless longing of the day. Mathew Arnold |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
So many questions, Rick, but very few answers. Unfortunately this is a reality for more people than would like to admit I bet. Powerful write full of much to think about. Well done. All writing comes |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Maybe it goes back to the day when fudge started having many flavors. |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
I know this sadly well. I'm so sorry you ever had to feel this way. All I can say is hang in there and grow. Never stop growing in life. I wish I could tell you how to reach that point in your life where you are "there" On the Mountain. And you never have to go back to the valley again. But you must go by trial and error and your own spiritual guidance. That special someone is not supposed to be easy to find. Just as your own true happiness isn't either. But I wish you all the greatest along the way. Keep writing. Sincerely, Regina |
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