love lines

Kevin Michael Bloor

By the leafless, winter trees,

in the frozen, biting breeze,

I compose love lines for you,

like I penned when love was true.

 

On this sunless, shaded shore,

solemn, silent, insecure;

I tell God I love you still,

with a love He cannot kill.

 

In my garret’s gloomy grey

I stow my sad self away.

Put my pen to page to pour

pain between the lines, still raw.

 

At the place you’d sat and cried

when you knew your love had died,

I sit now, alone, to weep

o’er a love I felt too deep.

 

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 29th, 2021 05:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: for Lorraine
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 43
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Ohhh, she'll come back! heehee. Hope so.

  • Goldfinch60

    Good emotive write Kevin.

    Andy

  • L. B. Mek

    a wonderful dedication
    depicting that painful discontent, experienced while traversing true love's jagged path..
    thanks for sharing



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