We were young dreams were new
like a night’s warm summer breeze
your window I slipped through
Lovers? But:
That was not a word we knew.
We spoke no words in context,
a secret even unto ourselves
and we held our secrets close.
Your world of books and clubs
and private homes.
My world of parties, drugs
and broken dreams.
But we were lovers still
and you learned so much:
Debutants and high priced clothes;
and I learned so much:
About letting go
In a list
A contest entry
- lets hear it for the boys (adult gay) by honey bear.
450 points, ended April 7, 2007, 4 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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A very nice piece...very touching and easy to relate too. Good work!
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thank you
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Congratulations
Glad to see a trophy on this piece. It is truly deserved for this amazing verse. Congratulations dear one. It deserves this and much more.
~Pamela 
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thank you for entering and good luck in the contest with this amazing write
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you are most welcome.
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wow! Hit home with me....even if it was a different kind of relationship than the one expressed here...i had to let go as well...very tender moment here...great emotional depth....good luck!
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"We spoke no words in context,
a secret even unto ourselves
and we held our secrets close."
It seems everyone is picking up on these particular lines, my Friend...because they feel so honest ~ so true to the spirit of the poem...Impressive, bold & brave...well done, Poet...Good luck in the contest, Sweetie... Wanda
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That is because they are universal to anyone who has had any sort of affair. My favorite lines are the last four because they are specific to me and the poem was born from them.
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heavy sigh..thats all I can muster right now. wow
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I am trying here to get my head around the rhyme scheme. It feels almost familiar, but is juuuust out of reach. As a rule, I am not a fan of rhyme, although I have been forced [kicking and screaming] to produce it on occasion.
What I like about this poem is the aching simplicity of it - the almost tearful courage of lines like "We spoke no words in context,a secret even unto ourselves
and we held our secrets close" and the bitter irony of getting over your dreams by having them come true (also the brilliant double edge to the final line, almost as if you are saying "now that you're gone, I no longer dream").
The real beauty here is that you do not protest too much - there is a part of you that is tempted to believe and there's a part of you that knows that none of it can be true.
Kudos for being the first entry in this contest. And good luck.
~ crisstiena ♦
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it only rhymes by coincedence, I didn't change it because the words were true to my soul. This was a 90 percent first draft poem. and, you are right, I didn't dare to dream for a while but time heals all
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Coincidence or no, it is a beautiful piece and I
am so glad that time has healed your wounds.
I thought you might like this quote from Seneca - he of the 'time heals'... “Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.”
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VERY GOOD
we spoke no words in context
how many of us can feel this line, i can in many ways and i loved it when i read it
this is powerful and wonderful
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thanks
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Powerful
This is a very powerful piece. Hard. Secretive, and tender in the memory, the thoughts, the lessons learned. Wow. Loud Whisper has picked the words too, amazing my friend. I buckled in gasp with this one. Well done. ~Pamela
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ya this was one of those do I really want to put it out there poems; but I have to be true to my voice or it all becomes contrived.
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Ken
Always write from deep within. That's when you show your best work. Who Knew? was probably one of the best pieces I read of yours. ~Pam
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So much conveyed in these lines:
"We spoke no words in context,
a secret even unto ourselves"
Do we only find the secrets within ourselves when we lose ourselves in another? Perhaps...
What an image you have painted here dear poet. Well done! Keep writing...
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