The Written Word
The Written Word

A stone, a leaf, an unfound door.
~Thomas Wolfe

This page is taking forever for me to get together. Until I have more poems arranged and saved and all the rest of that unpleasantness, here is a poem to amuse you...

I thought this love would last

I wrote this after seeing the movie Titanic, it doesn't really have anything to do with the movie, but, you know, I just started thinking about love and loss and that...anyway, this is what I ended up with. Enjoy!

do you remember
what we used to have?
you're what made me mine
you made my world real
you were a part of me
and now that you're gone
that part of me is dead.
do you remember
the Indian summers?
your eyes were like the moon and stars.
do you remember
the visions and ambitions
the truth was so bitter
the roses so red
upon your grave.
do you remember how
you used to read me poetry
underneath the trees?
do you remember?
did you really love me--
this shadow, this echo?
I fell back on you--I loved you.
do you remember the winters
with sugar snow and
ice fishing and
cozy evenings by the fire?
you understood my pain
you told me what was real
and what only pretended to be.
I guess I thought
you would be around forever
I thought this love would last--
silly, foolish, giddy thoughts
why were you taken away?
why did you leave me here,
alone?
do you remember those last autumn days
when you'd make me laugh and
walk with me by the lake at sunset?
do you remember?




"Unchained Melody"


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