Fingers

MendedFences27

Fingers

 

 My greatest of loves, you fell through my fingers.

 I know this because the hurting still lingers

and I know how I felt when your love was here

and the spinning wheel madness since then, my dear.

 

We had the brightest and greenest of Springs

Autumn brought music and with love you did sing

well into the Winter as we danced along.

Our young hearts were yearning, our voices were strong.

 

We grew as we learned of love and romance.

We pledged our devotion ‘til the very last dance.

Our love was true and that’s why it would stay

and we were not wrong, yet he stole you away.

 

We built love’s nest out of glue and thin paper.

Blown by the storm to float on love’s vapors.

Carried aloft, and by stilled winds did fall.

Promises, it seemed, meant nothing at all.

 

With no will given to save our love’s flame

unfit for the long haul, it lost to your shame.

They say love is sweeter the second time through

but first love’s remembered because it is new.

 

  • Author: MendedFences27 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 23rd, 2023 20:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: Oh, to be young again.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 14
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments6

  • Goldfinch60

    Beautiful lovelorn words Phil.

    Andy

    • MendedFences27

      Thanks Andy. Long ago, but never forgotten.

    • Doggerel Dave

      Love poem which I'm prepared to read only because you wrote it Phil, and therefore I'm guaranteed a smooth read, free of saccharine sentimentality.

      • MendedFences27

        Everybody needs a little sugar to boost their energy.

        • Doggerel Dave

          A wee bit of sugar, yes - but you do it without the sentimentality.

        • L. B. Mek

          such relatable imagery
          and impactful emotive bravery
          so many of us, have shared
          in such similar events, but
          most of us lack the bravery
          to word our hurt, so acutely
          (I hope these words
          have some, cathartic healing
          valuation, to you
          dear Poet
          so that it's not just your readers
          who benefit
          by your purposed utilisation
          of poetic therapy)
          thank you! a great read

          • MendedFences27

            Thank you L.B. It was long ago, but not forgotten.

          • Dr. Shailesh Gupta Veer

            Exquisite

          • Neville


            two things immediately struck me about these fine words .. firstly how incredibly beautiful you have penned them and just as beautifully too ....... Neville

          • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

            Beautiful poem such lovely gentle words you have expressed this so nicely ))



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