
I left him at the swampy edge
where time is nothing but a song
sung on death’s disillusioned stage
a measure of all that went wrong.
I had practiced being with him,
matching eyes and breath.
I had searched for my tomorrows,
wanted to give him all still left.
Each moment faithfully cherished,
and what in words we couldn’t say
our hearts expressed with loving touch,
for that was just our professed way.
I would pray with him on bleak nights
hold his hand, head inclined, and plead
for God to grant him long-lost peace,
wishing to be all he would need.
I would cry into his static lap
and when his soul would drift away
drowning in a loveless bottle
it was always to my dismay.
When everything that could be said,
had been said at least once before,
and all pathways to each other
were bent and shattered at the core
I parted, sadly knowing I
was second best to fatal drink,
and though I love him desperately
he now sits at the swampy brink.
We may have lived most happily
for quite a while…for quite a while.
But before long, those tears of gold
would sink my sunny, tender smile.
I did not want to learn to hate
my precious one…my precious mate
and so I left, a swan unpaired
in a love I chose not to desecrate.

Still as neat as ever!




As for the drunk-brink rhyme? Umm...I think you misread because it is drink and brink. I freely admit to the near rhyme with breath and left though.
I'll definitely keep it in mind if I move on in the competition.




I think this is the only pic inspired poem I’ve written, ever. Pic inspiration is NOT my strong suit, so I’m glad this turned out as well as it did. 









Sighhh...This one breaks my already shattered heart, Lady...It's so hauntingly beautiful & so true to life...As you may or may not know, my nickname is Swanee; thus the title of my book, "Swanee Sighs"...I cannot tell you how deeply moved I am by this penning...but I read it all through falling tears...Good luck in the contest...Be well, Poet...
Sadly, I know I am not the only person who has ever gone through heartbreak or a situation similar to this. 
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