the love I could not seed
or the one I've put on hold?
of final conversations:
the words I successfully bleed
or the ones which rest untold?
of the people we meet:
those who were mild and sweet
or those who shook my world?
of the paths we miss:
the dreams they could well feed
or the ones I'd chase, fool's gold?
(shared with The Imaginary Garden)
(as you may well have noticed, I have problems rhyming but now and then I insist on trying)
rhyme, ew. Just joking.
ReplyDeletethe one put on hold.
the words you successfully bleed,
the ones you'd chase, fool's gold.
Love you.
It's a mystery to me where the strength to bear you comes from. lol
DeleteLove you too. :*
This really resonated with me, love that second stanza.
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ReplyDeletethose who were mild and sweet
or those who shook my world?
How true! They come in various types and sizes and can sure influence us. It's a question of meeting their challenges and not to let them shake our world. Wonderful write Kernia!
Hank
I think you have a wonderfully light touch with the rhymes of this poem. They seemed to lift the end of each line and impel the reader on to the next - it is very lyrical and introspective.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Kerry's comment...you use the rhyme and the inherent brevity to lead us through this work. It retains a lightness of approach that contrasts so with the content. A great dynamic if it can be done right, as it's done here. Very nice job.
ReplyDeleteSteve K.
Very cool write!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written.
ReplyDeletethis is a wonderful write in all it's sweetness and regrets.. the sorrow of life can have the softness of black velvet.
ReplyDeleteI think this is wonderful. The near-rhymes are just as effective as precise rhymes, even more so because they convey accurate meaning. Well done, Kenia.
ReplyDeletethe sweet ones and the ones who rock your world... are all part of the mosaic of life...
ReplyDeleteI can't a favorite verse, each is strong. but those final conversations, the ones I have in my head... ~
ReplyDeleteI live the title. Seems like sometimes tears need to flow. These are all tender and worthy reasons.
ReplyDeleteI truly enjoyed this read.
Very beautifully wistful.
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