Summary
What possible use is love lost except to teach us Lessons? Book 3 of Poetry Collection by topic. This topic is lost love.
Lessons
Lessons never learn’d.
Lessons learn’d anew.
Lessons ignored until the bitter end.
What good are the lessons?
After a certain age, learning lessons make no sense.
Can’t go past and the future…
What future is that?
After a certain age, learning lessons seem futile.
Lessons of what not to do next time when there is no time left for next time?
There is only a would of, could have, should have of the past.
Regrets. Regret I didn’t make more mistakes?
What good does that lesson teach me now?
Regrets. Regret my mistake more than once with you?
No – don’t regret, don’t, don’t regret, don’t, try not to regret.
Lesson to learn is not to regret?
That Lesson at least makes some sense in the now.
Is that the Lesson not learn’d before?
The Lesson youth cannot fathom?
The Lesson that I could only have learn’d from you? …
power struggles
There are subtle ways of control.
Some cannot recognize a trap set.
Some do not recognise they are bait
Inside the trap they set themselves.
It is a game played
By two who call it love.
A game with no thrill of victory,
But with the agony so sweet…
Two lock’d in lovers’ combat
Of an universal design.
The rivals are the King and Queen;
The crown the only prize.
Mated, checked- no check mate;
Stale mated till death do us part-
An older couple’s malcontent,
A younger couple’s broken heart.
Separation
By Dimmed moon, my eyes could scarcely see
The two embraced as once did we.
I knew by intuit their intent.
Passion sent them to each other’s arms
As the night worked romance charms
I could not close off my heart
And so mourn’d we were apart.
Fire
Fire of Romance!
Fire of Lust!
Fire of Love!
Fire of Pain!
Fire of Rage!
Two decades divorc’d,
We sit around romance’s campfire;
Staring at the embers
Glowing faintly still
From fire of thirty years ago.
Be careful!
A breath might extinguish it.
Or is that what we want after all,
After all this time?
Be careful!
A breath could cause a spark!
Memories stirring embers.
What might blaze?
Lust fueled by love?
Rage fueled with pain?
Careful!
Breathe! We’ll keep it encas’d.
Seal’d bubble of embers faint!
From the distant past
A pretty glow
To pull close and warm the hearth
When we have the need.
The Ending
I knew, of course, the day I cried.
We both knew that I lied
When I spoke about our happy hearts,
Knowing that we would soon part.
You telling me was only fact.
You didn’t need to use such tact.
We both knew what we had lost.
We both knew at what cost.
What kind of game
When neither one wins?
I might not have it the same,
But I would have it again.
25 Years Ago Today
Twenty-five years ago today
Hey- How are you doing?
Just wanted to hear your voice.
Yeah, I’m still married
But I don’t have a woman with me tonight
And I – I just wondered
Have you been ok?
Twenty-five years ago today.
I know it was my choice
I didn’t call for some old fight.
I’m just missing
My once upon a time tonight.
Guess, I’m lonely.
Working on the road again.
Yeah she is fine.
But we haven’t been happy in quite some time.
And I – I thought I would call
Just to say Hey, Hey!
Twenty-five years ago today.
You were once my best friend
We had it all alright.
I wish I was kissing
My once upon a time tonight.
Once I was happy
With a young bride.
The day we married
Was the happiest god damn day in my life.
You were so lovely
We were in love.
And I had no shame.
I hadn’t made those first mistakes
And it was you and me;
Just young and so carefree.
And I was calling to say
Twenty-five years ago today
Hey, Hey, Hey.
Not much has changed.
Every day seems to feel the same.
Yeah, I’m still playing
Too many women, too many tears, chasing way my fears
If I – I could change one thing.
Take back the pain I sent your way.
I have never been true.
It was me. It wasn’t you.
The pattern of my life
To hurt the one I call my wife.
25 years ago today
Before I threw my once upon a time away.
Hey, Hey, Hey
But there was a time
And I had no shame.
It was just you and me;
So young and so carefree.
25 years ago today
Hey, Hey, hey,
Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey.
25 years ago today
Errant Strand of Hair
It strays from your hair clip
Seeking to caress your cheek.
You push it away a time or two
Before letting it rest, curled-
Not because you want it there,
But because you have given up
On putting it back in its place.
I would be content to be that
Errant strand of hair.
i am not the one
I am not the one you want.
I am just the one that happens to be here.
It is not that you want me to leave.
I is simply that you don’t want me to be-me.
It doesn’t matter how I change.
There will always be some part of me that
Is not the part of her that you miss.
I cannot replace- I can only exist.
I do exist.
I do. I do. I do.
I can’t lose myself to please you.
Love Vapors
A sudden lull to contemplate
The ironies of love.
How quickly love dissipates!
Vapors float above
To softly drift, to lightly touch
Love Vapors affecting much.
The air is full of energy
Lost somehow from the passionate
Who hastens towards recovery
By becoming a reactionate;
Taking love from another source
Though the flame is often a weaker torch.
The poet writ is memory
Of a more creative time
When love ached with urgency
And new hurt always rhymed.
Todays dull pain is but a lost
That came after that great loss.
Thaw
Morning Awakens
To coldness, damp, no coffee waiting.
My body searches for warmth
To snuggle, cuddle is to seek security.
Opening my eyes to find you here.
I welcome the knowledge
That winter is not eternity
And I am not forever alone.
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