These are the good times.
Betwixt and between, lovers caught in a quandary;
Do we fall in love forever?
Or just remember each other fondly?
What will be will be, but oh! What might have been…
If we only took a shot in the dark at the never before seen.
Love is so new as to be exciting,
Yet the unknown is all so very frightening;
Bewildering days lost beneath the thunder and lightning.
And then at last the summer arrives;
The rainy days are washed away from our lives.
The sadness we clung to so very tightly,
Morning, noon and nightly,
Fades away from our memory as love brings us to life.
Such joy eternal!
Possibly to become, one day, matrimonial.
Anything is possible in these times of revival.
The good old days of love are back again;
No longer bound by self-imposed chains;
No longer afraid of falling deeply into love…
The world is my oyster and I could eat;
I will see if she would like to fall in love with a guy like me.
If not, then c’est la vie, it was never meant to be.
But eagerly I await her answer,
Because my heart is in a ballroom, waiting for my dancer,
To take my hand, so I can spin her around
And show her I love her,
As we glide across the ground.
She will run to me like a dirty dancer affair
And after I have picked her up,
I will lift her high into the air!
Finally we are all out of dance.
Hopefully when she lands,
I will find myself inside a new romance.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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BRAVO! BRAVO! Standing ovation. The crows cheer for such a wonderful write. I hope you won her over enthusiastically as your poem is beautiful. Thanks for writing this AH.
Thank you (takes a bow).
"I need you to reach me,
Teach me, how, to love.
I need you to reach me,
Teach me, how, to love.
'Cause I must have got it wrong,
If I had love then it's gone.
I've been living without it, for oh so long
And that's the way it goes,
I suppose.
Made enough mistakes,
Between, two of us to sink this thing,
We're still clinging on for life."
Sorry, I just realized in my previous note I typed "crows" instead of what I meant to type of "crowds" . But it appears you got my overall meaning.
Now there's another great write. Short & sweet. Very nice Aa.
Thank you once again.
When I reply to peoples comments, I use other people's lyrics / poetry to explain how I feel about the comment, or the poem (Sometimes the lyrics say what the poem means). This is from 'The Hoosiers' song 'Clinging on for life.' (I always put " " around the words I have quoted.)
PS I liked the thought of the Crows clapping. It made me think of cartoons I saw when I was young and I pictured a 'Murder of Crows' (A group of crows) on a wire applauding.
Very interesting analogy and expression. Thank you.
This is nice. Very nice. It's soft and it's sweet, but it has the aftertaste of longing hope that could give the reader a feeling of bittersweet desire. The rhyme scheme is pleasant to say the least. Well done.
Oops, almost forgot. "Que Sera Sera"
Thank you. I try.
"Happy days are here again my friend...
Been a long journey,
Long, long times,
Many roads we couldn't climb.
But, once again, the name of the game is funky
And it's funky again.
Seems like the funky days, are back again."
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