Love Last__
She looked and saw
and silently loved,
outside of confusion,
understanding only what lived in her heart
though others were dismissive.
She tried to stop,
but there is no stopping
a true feeling;
only time can do that.
But time, for her,
feels like an ancient turtle
crossing an L.A. freeway.
Never gonna happen.
She reached out,
that whole heart
carefully and cautiously
crafted into well-placed
words from the soul
which were met with silence
silence
silence
silence
silence.
And now, she nestles,
silently,
Against my shoulder,
A few teardrops being
the only words she has to say.
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January 3, 2013 at 10:17 am
slpmartin
Offering up one’s heart may indeed lead to pain…it is good when there is someone to provide comfort and dry the tears.
January 3, 2013 at 10:21 am
Seasweetie
It’s hard to watch someone you love go through the pain.
January 3, 2013 at 10:57 am
beacapili
“But time, for her,
feels like an ancient turtle
crossing an L.A. freeway.”
I love the usage of metaphor here — time really does feel dragging especially when you are waiting for something. Good job. 🙂 I actually like this poem.
Hopefully you check my blog too if you like my posts.
January 3, 2013 at 11:16 am
Seasweetie
Thanks, beacapili! I will be sure to check out your blog. 🙂
January 3, 2013 at 11:23 am
suzicate
Absolutely beautiful and touching…you’ve captured the essence both Pain and Compassion needed for healing.
January 3, 2013 at 11:34 am
Seasweetie
Thanks, suzicate. Happy new year!
January 3, 2013 at 1:05 pm
AOW
Ah….so sad. 😦
January 3, 2013 at 11:57 pm
dafarmer
So sad but beautiful!
January 4, 2013 at 12:07 am
Seasweetie
Thanks, Dina.