catching raindrops to the midday bar
drinking friends talk about their cars
turned around, so surprised to see
her little brother right next to me
say fellah what you doing in this town
we talk computer as the rain comes down
and how's your sister, how she doing these days
"oh she's married now" --- and i'm in a haze
rain comes down at the bar room door
still he's talking but i can hear no more
every 'last night' i'd been dreaming of her
lovers on heat in mid summer splendor
the barrooms buzzin, i'm shaking in my shoes
hey little brother, that's really good news
"she must be really happy, i wish her well"
a shakey reply, from a deepening hell
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dusk arising (
Offline) - Published: August 21st, 2019 04:13
- Comment from author about the poem: Something I wrote in 1988. Not a song this time but an expression of actual events.
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Ooooh I can feel the shock of a love lost D.A. - - - we never get over hope until news like that comes along. A heart-rending read.
Yes indeed. The situation was a bit of a shocker because only a few months had passed. Ho-hum - such is life. Was a long time ago.
Great read my friend
Thanks Dan.
dont ya just hate it when this happens... and ya gotta keep a smile on your face all the way home, dont ya....... Nice one my friend.... Neville
Indeed you do sir. Much water flowed beneath the bridge since then.
What an emotive write d a, those lost loves can mean so much to us.
Was not a nice feeling at the time but life is a great repairer.
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