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Love Free Style

There was a time when the stars were brilliant,
flowers were sweetly soothing,
the air was aromatic.

It was when I met you.

When my eyes met yours that night,
candles wavered and filled the darkness
with dancing shadows.

I felt the portal to my heart crack open,
revealing the pearl inside my shell,
an ocean of emotions crashing in
where none had ever been before.

I had practiced swimming with other men,
only to sink to the sea washed floor,
flotsam in their disregard,
I floated upside down, my hair swaying.

You.

You were sunlight that filtered out the darkness,
intrinsic music in my soul, a part of who I was,
spirit walking into the desert, arid and empty,
filling it with robust rivers, boats and fishes.

Moon, ever constant, no longer frowned down
at the hollowness of my life.
It rejoiced in this new happiness of discovery.
Clouds found new homes in distant places,
the brightening earth scintillating in my eyes.

An aura of calm satisfaction followed my heart.
So, we married.

The years flowed uphill, down, and winding
straight to the end of my life…
I was ever so happy in knowing I had found
the man I was meant to be with.

Then the betrayal.
Was that the point when
there was no turning back for us?

My eyes emptied themselves of every tear,
became red veined and dry with sorrow.
I felt as if my head had exploded,
my chest torn into shreds.
Grief is too small a word to describe such emotion.
Sadly, I had thought “love” was the most inadequate.

I realized that I was a sciolist of love.

A tired couple of words, "If only," on my lips,
I wondered, "The point of no return, when was it?"
Perhaps it was when we married.
Perhaps when you chose to seek out someone else.
Only I know for certain
that I was lost
the moment we looked into each others eyes.

Now, there is no magic clock that can return me unscathed,
no panacea for fatal error.
I am simply left to wonder, "What if?"

Author notes

This is based on something that happened in my life, but the ending is fantasy.

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  • blondone
    May 21, 2008

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    I did not think of this side of the prompt but you have written this one well the words flow with ease and grand imagery appears a beauitful entry thank you...


  • CountryCousin
    May 15, 2008

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    I would wonder too.

    This piece sounds like the life story of my neice and her husband of 21 years. He had cheated the whole time and it cost her a great deal of grief. She was finally rid of him, no fantasy just reality. This was written very well.


  • Viva La Vie Boheme
    May 10, 2008

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    The graphology of this poem added a lot to its effect. Your vocabulary is perfect here, and it's just SO powerful. Wow. I'll have to return to this most definately, just to enjoy it and its raw emotions another day.


  • Arkbear gold member
    May 9, 2008

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    Very nice ~

    You have dug deep for each line penned.....wise Theme and full of Imagery and thought ~

     

    The Prompt was carved out nicely, and you took me along a journey with lasting impression...nice job!

     

    Good luck and God bless you and your entry,

     

    Bear ~


    • Sprite silver member
      May 10, 2008
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      Very kind words from a poet who has talents of his own that surpass mine. Thanks. ~ Joyce

  • blondone
    May 9, 2008
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    Your prompt will be: Point of no return

    Have fun and take this where you wish

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