But no sweet love I can see tonight

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Open Poetry #30

But no sweet love I can see tonight

DavePage
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since 2003-12-21

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0 posted 2003-12-30 08:46 PM

No sweet love was again inspired by a picture which let a pregnant young girl to find herself renting a room with a gay guy, some 30 years ago.

Rita Tushingham played the girl.

A lot of this is to do with images.

Poets faced several problems.

The first is always that they should have:

Suffered the pangs of which they are writing - [edited by Moderator] fill your own words in.
Every poet is short of currency - own words there
That you can not write without understanding the world and it's impact.

My attempt to prove them right:

I will walk with you
If I can reach you
I can not see you
But can I reach you
They wait on my left
Green beneath
Yes I will reach you
But why can I not see you
I will sing to you
Of my love
On your heart's beat
A turtledove
Will move my enemies
From my sight
But no sweet love
Can I see tonight
I wait for dark
The guitar and harp
To hide myself
I am no lark
Around my heart I bear your hair
For my courage
To seek you there

Now I seek you
And your family's house
They are outside
And you my spouse
Take my ring
I take yours
Go fly you say
That is your choice
Pushed up to the attic there
Why should I leave
Why leave you there
To find my love
At last my life
Who cares of heaven above
A smile comes onto your face
Fool to seek death's embrace
I didn’t call you here
To waste your life on someone's fear
Take my hand
As I take your ring
Now as Eagles
We will sing

garysgirl