I shall not tether my heart to sorrow

Jeremy Leach

I shall not tether my heart to sorrow
To dwell on thoughts that won't ever change what's been done
Though deep-felt my loss of you, it would wrong the force of living that we all borrow
To stifle the beauty of flowers still to bloom in life's garden

 

For no mortal hand can alter the course the river flowed
You would rue time wasted in grief that held no sense 
No one knows what lies beyond tomorrow
But the future may hold a share of sweet memories in recompense

 

For the lush green summer meadows we both loved will carry on
The Speckled Wood, Wall and Fritillary will still glance by
And in shaded woodland glades the thrush will still burst into song
And wondrous shower-clouds will billow their majestic beauty into the sky

 

And as the mill-wheel slowly grinds and turns, my turn will some day come 
But meanwhile I'll see your smile as I try to treasure each tomorrow 
And resolve to tread a path of joy, as a book that's just begun
And resolve to not tether my heart to sorrow

 

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  • Caring dove

    Beautiful writing ))

  • dusk arising

    Classic poetry. your writing here is second to none.

    Into my favourites.

    • Jeremy Leach

      That's very kind of you to say. I definitely felt in a classic poetry mood writing it.

    • Goldfinch60

      Each tomorrow is there to be treasured as every day in life is so very special. Good words Jeremy.

      Andy

      • Jeremy Leach

        I feel I use quite clichéd themes, but they still speak a lot of truth to me.

      • L. B. Mek

        love your wording and flow,
        indeed, there's so much utility in moving-on
        but, sadly
        letting go: is such an achingly torturous process..
        thanks for sharing, a great read!

        • Jeremy Leach

          Thanks, I appreciate that. It's hard to accurately capture feelings but I am slowly finding that the less I think and am precious about sentences the better, and I get best results from dumping down genuine thoughts and feelings then letting the poem rise and gel from that.

        • Garth Rakumakoe

          Wow! - Good sir, the way these words weave with the scenery though... It reads so classical. This is very beautiful. Poignant, and very sober in its truth telling. A fave, definitely! Thank you sir.



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