Love? - Sometimes I dabble in poetry
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Love? - Sometimes I dabble in poetry
Today is the third anniversary of my marriage to my STBXAH. It brings such feelings of loss and sorrow.
Sometimes I dabble in writing free form poetry. Sometimes it generously flows from heart to paper without my even trying. Sometimes it comes out with more of an effort as this one did today. It's not very good, but I thought I'd share anyway since it's the thought for my day. Hugs to one and all! - Tigg
Love?
After searching half a lifetime
Three years ago today,
Love became mine
To have and to hold
He was lovely that day
He held in his hand for me to reach
Gallantry, security,
Hope for a lifetime of finally
Getting to know Love
To be a part of Love
Oh what joy
To feel Love’s skin next to mine
Every day
To drink in Love’s promises
For the future
Every moment with Love
Was replete with everything
My soul had ever wanted
Until Love changed
Such a short moment later
Love became jealous, angry, accusing
How could this be Love?
Love does not encompass these traits.
I must have been mistaken
Perhaps it was me that was flawed
It must be.
I took the blame for tainting Love’s promises
For distorting Love
And tried to do better
But I could not.
No matter how I tried to compensate
Love became more and more unrecognizable
Every day
Until…
This was NOT Love
This was a stranger
Dressed in faux love
This Stranger had not security,
Nor gallantry, nor gentleness,
Nor kindness.
This stranger had anger, drunkenness,
Selfishness and pain
So disguised as to be unrecognizable
To the untrained heart
In fear, I ran
Always looking back
Doubting my decision
If I had mistaken Love,
Perhaps I’d mistaken
Love’s antithesis
Today, on our third anniversary
I continue to look back
Missing, yearning
Hurting, aching
Wondering what the future holds
Sometimes I dabble in writing free form poetry. Sometimes it generously flows from heart to paper without my even trying. Sometimes it comes out with more of an effort as this one did today. It's not very good, but I thought I'd share anyway since it's the thought for my day. Hugs to one and all! - Tigg
Love?
After searching half a lifetime
Three years ago today,
Love became mine
To have and to hold
He was lovely that day
He held in his hand for me to reach
Gallantry, security,
Hope for a lifetime of finally
Getting to know Love
To be a part of Love
Oh what joy
To feel Love’s skin next to mine
Every day
To drink in Love’s promises
For the future
Every moment with Love
Was replete with everything
My soul had ever wanted
Until Love changed
Such a short moment later
Love became jealous, angry, accusing
How could this be Love?
Love does not encompass these traits.
I must have been mistaken
Perhaps it was me that was flawed
It must be.
I took the blame for tainting Love’s promises
For distorting Love
And tried to do better
But I could not.
No matter how I tried to compensate
Love became more and more unrecognizable
Every day
Until…
This was NOT Love
This was a stranger
Dressed in faux love
This Stranger had not security,
Nor gallantry, nor gentleness,
Nor kindness.
This stranger had anger, drunkenness,
Selfishness and pain
So disguised as to be unrecognizable
To the untrained heart
In fear, I ran
Always looking back
Doubting my decision
If I had mistaken Love,
Perhaps I’d mistaken
Love’s antithesis
Today, on our third anniversary
I continue to look back
Missing, yearning
Hurting, aching
Wondering what the future holds
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you are talented girl! Keep writing and consider publishing your poetry seriously.
I used to write when young and had no other outlet. Is is a good thing to do. Hope it helps you today. I have been there and it is not pleasant. You made something good out of it.
I used to write when young and had no other outlet. Is is a good thing to do. Hope it helps you today. I have been there and it is not pleasant. You made something good out of it.
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