Bitter Breezes

Kevin Michael Bloor

I wrote her name upon the water

My goddess, who was Zeus’ daughter

For from the sea she rose

With golden locks for clothes

 

I wrote her name with youth’s first fires

For maiden of my mad desires

THEY said I was bad news

A mean malicious muse!

 

I wrote her name with pen I borrowed

She left me, but for me, she sorrowed

In seaweed-sharpened shawl

Came cruellest cut of all!

 

I wrote her name in dreams, when dreaming

Against the spite of sirens scheming

I never had a prayer

For her, THEY would not share

 

I wrote her name in love-sick letters

With shackles on my wrists and fetters

All forged for me to wear;

 To wash me from her hair

 

I wrote her name with purest passion

In hope, Fortuna, would refashion

Our Fate – star-cross’d and cruel

Secured by father’s rule

 

I wrote her name; my pen was pleading:

“You’re killing me!” I rhymed. When reading,

Her heart might melt inside

Along with goddess’ pride!

 

I wrote her name so THEY would read it

My hand – THEY swore she’d never need it

That hand will reach her still;

My love they’ll never kill!

 

I wrote her name on breezes blowing

Poetically, cruel seed was sowing

To make her father sad

And drive her mother mad!

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 8th, 2018 23:41
  • Comment from author about the poem: These are lines 'dedicated' to Lorraine's parents, who in our youth, played a significant role in splitting us up. We got back together many years later,(despite their enmity and hostility) but for me, this is still a 'live' issue and I am still feeling raw... Therefore, I still have not found forgiveness..
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 32
  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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  • Laura🌻

    Blue-eyed Bolla,

    Your ability to write poems is phenomenal!

    So...

    Belt it out...
    and then let it go!

    When I look at your pic,
    all I see is happiness!
    I see two people in love.
    Two people who have
    finally found each other
    again and will be spending
    the rest of their lives together!
    Let that be your focal point.
    That is all that matters now!
    Live in the now.
    The past is no longer...
    the future you don’t know...
    the present is now for you and Lorraine to live and enjoy!

    ~Laura~

    • Kevin Michael Bloor

      Thank you so much for your kind comments and advice. You are right about living in the present, but as you know, the poet is forced to confront the past and somehow make some sense of it, as it bears upon the present and the future, but as you say, we look so happy now - and we are! So I will try to reflect this more in my poetry. Again, thank you so much for your support and advice, I truly appreciate it, Laura.

      • Laura🌻

        You’re welcome!

        You’re right with your reply!

        Just don’t dwell on your past too much!
        Make the most of the present! Make up for all the lost time with your love!

        All the best to you and Lorraine!



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