They say I'm still in Love with you
And Pine for a loving Word.
And since you left these feelings grew;
Such things are quite absurd.
And of you Picture beside my Bed
To ease my longing Pain;
I'll knock such Gossip on its Head:
I've always liked the Frame.
They say I've kept your Letters still
And to Burn would never do;
But the simple fact I never will:
The Ribbons are frankly New.
And the Watch you gave just suits me fine,
You'd think I'd sell for Scrap;
For it's a little bit Scruffed and it's losing Time:
But I always liked the Strap.
To those Holiday Snaps in Sunny Spain,
They say I intend to keep;
Well I've said before and I'll say again:
The Film was never Cheap.
As for that Collage of you and me
Displayed for Friends and all;
Its hanging there so eyes can't see:
The Cracks along the Wall.
So truth is there for all to View,
The Reasons underlined;
All thoughts of you have taken flight-
And never grace my Mind.
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Author:
Kevin Hulme (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 13th, 2026 14:30
- Comment from author about the poem: Yeah , Right.
- Category: Love
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Comments4
Denial written in beautiful verse and rhyme. Very clever and nicely done a fave my friend
Didn't Moses bathe in denial.
Thank you. Happy you enjoyed it. And for the fave.
You are most welcome Kevin. I heard that he was in a basket on the water when small and stayed dry in the red sea.
As I wandered slowly down (should in all conscience wander up) today’s listings, I almost passed you by. Any poem with ‘love’ in the title usually gets short shrift from me. Now I just wanted to warn yer not to take no notice of wot others might think. You do her your way… (really meant ‘it’ in the just preceding, but it somehow got confused with the lady in question… and so on…. )
'Almost passed me by'. That about Sums me up.
Thank you for Reading. And your response.
What a clever piece, Kevin. Each new excuse is more incriminating than the last, while the humor keeps revealing the ache beneath all that stubborn denial. Funny, tender, and beautifully constructed, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you as always. And for the fave. 👍
Brilliant
Appreciate your response and Reading. 👍
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