Ok, So I Write Poetry, Too...


I have written a lot of poetry since October, 1996... all of it from the core of my being, and dedicated to the woman who took the biggest piece of my heart. Although for reasons that seem proper to her, her choice now seems to lie elsewhere, no one will ever own the part of me I freely gave to her.

Don't know if this verse is any good or not, but it served its purpose at the time. I'm sharing it here because I hope the sentiments it captures will resonate with anyone who has experienced the rush of love, the warmth of caring deeply about someone, the desire to be one with them forever, and yes, the pain when things don't turn out as you dream. Read and enjoy, my friends.

I'm only putting up one longish poem at this update (8/27/98). It's a rather somber reflection on love gone awry, and of mis-matched hopes and abandoned dreams. Though some rays of hope shine through, the tone is rather bleak, and deservedly so, I think. This one is not one you'll likely "enjoy," but perhaps will identify with. I hope not, though.

All That I Feel

Love's velvet chains surround me still,
Constricting my heart with remorseless power;
I cannot shed them by force of will,
Their strength unbounded, solid, hour by hour.

A captive I stand, though I seek to ignore it,
My soul is held prisoner by a love without bounds;
No power on earth gives me any help for it,
My self, resisting, still makes helpless sounds.

A mind freed to think, to ponder, to know,
Returns always to the source, the one true beloved;
No dissembling habit, no attempt not to show,
Has any real meaning, as life's purpose is removed.

The pull of the connection, the bond strongly felt,
Is irresistible, no matter how great the cost;
Only by yielding will the imprisoning ice melt,
Only by returning, rebuilding all that was lost.

The love which the soul and the heart can't deny,
Will again and again struggle to reach the light;
It serves no earthly purpose for us to ask why,
We risk total destruction by resisting its might.

The aching fear inside me cries out to your heart,
Through all my facades, my charades of the night;
In the dark of my soul I suffer alone as we're apart,
A part of me dies, vainly seeking the light.

That your love once brought me, the saving of my life,
Your power staved off soul death and showed me the way;
But the power is gone now, cut off as with a knife,
My heart withers further, dying, long day after day.

It is not my purpose to hurt you, to bring you to doubt,
But we have always been truthful, even if truth does cause pain;
It takes all of my willpower just to speak and not shout,
I must see your dear smile, or I'll drown in this rain.

My love for you knows no limits, this I cannot deny,
I hope we will someday be restored on our path to the light;
For without you as my partner, a part of me will surely die,
And forever be lost, forever claimed by the night.

My body will live on, others will be in my days,
But a part of me only kept alive by your love;
Will be forever destroyed, my soul lost in a haze,
Until on another plane we're reunited, light beings from above.

4/23/98

I update this page periodically with examples of my poetry. Your thoughts and comments are welcome...

The background music you're hearing is The Sweetest Thing (I've Ever Known) as performed by country & crossover singer Juice Newton in the late '70's/early '80's. It says a lot to me about love... it's often not tame; and I've damn sure taken some of those rides on "troubled shores!" I think, though, it fits the mood of much of my writing. (Sorry for the uneven quality of the MIDI, but it was the only one I could find, and I really wanted to use this song.) Want to see the lyrics?

© 1998 daswunderkind@hotmail.com

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