... it's a sad day, indeed
[I had completely forgotten this poem and the event it refers to. At the time, I would not have thought that possible, so hard did it hit me. – Owen] One night, you gave yourself to me the next night you had gone away I do not understand I do not understand at all … Continue reading "Old Poem, Age 24 (Edited)"
I know you think of someone else, I see it in your eyes; I know you dream of other worlds And living otherwise – I know you look at me and see No future, nada, none — Yes I know how brief love can be When only felt By one
Edited heavily, as per usual
He wishes he could spare her tears today. But there is nothing, nobody who can; For tears will out – they’ll always find a way, To issue when they will, despite of plan That she might have of putting on brave face. He loves her with an old man father’s love, Full wishing he her … Continue reading "Her Tears"
I tried to dance, And hoped that you would notice me; I tried to sing, But you had left the room Tried to excel, And hoped you would approve of me – I learned some tricks You never stopped to view I wanted you to see me and To like me; To talk to you, … Continue reading "I Tried To Dance"
The porpoise may become a shark, If we don’t have our species right; Because she loved him in the dark, She thought she knew him in the light She thought she knew; she felt so strong – But love gone left is simply, wrong, And hollow is the memory That now is tinged with treachery … Continue reading "Heartbroken"
When you’re too young to know, But old enough to feel, The anger is too much, And emptiness, too real. When daddy’s angry voice Is ringing off the ceiling, ‘s No wonder that so many Of our boys give up Feeling
If she could flee the way she feels She would. But that is not a choice: She sleeps but fitful, misses meals, And can find neither mind nor voice To outline all the emptiness She’s known since he’s been gone: And all that she has left to keep Is just keep On