John Snowdon

I Have Lost You Now and Lost You Fairly (Revision)


I have lost you now and lost you fairly,

With sudden force to notch its rapid rate.

But I can say this now and do so safely

If greater losses were felt than rarely

Has the world ever equaled what it did take.


Far too often we are tempted to betray,

By instincts’ contrasts through such vast extremes,

For as reason governed still plods its way

Against these rising tides which tend to stray

And snap the stiches and stretch the seams.


Still they say, “Better this than the wild.”

And my mistake, the result of too much honesty,

While harmony a playmate of the meek and mild,

A Lesson I should have learned when I was a child,

I gave up my love to preserve its memory.


Now, like winter tales on forgotten trails

Heavy hearts seldom break or bend,

As love is fragile and much too frail

And common in places that are prone to fail

From such injuries that never seem to mend.                


But these tired words won’t wake the dead,

Not when the fault rests on me so squarely

Where once was warmth I have traded instead

For these untucked sheets and an empty bed;

For I have lost you now and lost you fairly.


  • Cwilder

    Just a beautiful poem that has the poignancy of elegance and the sharp edges of rawness. These lines spoke to me deeply and will haunt me pleasantly as I contemplate them more.

    "I gave up my love to preserve its memory."
    "But these tired words won’t wake the dead,"

    I would enjoy writing with you!

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