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Last Love

Love
came last,
and  above
my poorer past;
my  eyes  finally
set about their tasks
see the world as it may be
not mere fashion;  wealth basks
in misery of  their  poor  relation,
envy  without  peer,  or  limitation.


then my fate revealed a new sensation,
blessing from positive creation;
like wine aged in oaken casks
a difference one can see.
Mindfully the heart asks,
sensing worlds of glee.
Weary of past
not proud of;
dear last
Love.

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Form poetry: Rhyming Etheree and reverse rhyming etheree.

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  • Ruby34
    March 18
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    Wonderful poem..the form is excellent..great job my friend
    Ruby


  • Karl Weiss - Topaz gold member
    March 18

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    Nice

    Very nice piece and i do like this format, very well put together and a nice balanced read. Very Well Done!


  • Laura Lamarca
    September 6, 2007

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    Pretty indeed, well done!


  • Cannonsfire silver member
    September 6, 2007

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    This is lovely form poetry with that soft and resonant voice I have come to know and admire, you touch hearts when you write like this. Love, C


  • Nature Song silver member
    September 6, 2007

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    From ages past like that of fine wine. Love can be overstated at times, then rekindled in other ways. Somethimes simple is best! Like your new style...~Sie


  • poet2angels silver member
    September 6, 2007

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    What a beautiful form so well done...This is amazing and filled with emotion while still written in flawless form....You are so talented....

    Lynda

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