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.