Such a Facile Love, Surprised

Such a Facile Love, Surprised
Such a Facile Love, Surprised

When held, is a nurtured love sound,
is it found and held til world ends,
and then extends to realms unknown,
where love does never fall;
and if parted will the longing last forever,
yearning to be by the side of a soul mate
who can neither desist nor leave impossible alone,
just a few minutes with a love sewn
into a soul so completely.

Were love so affable to give of itself ad infinitum,
never wane or slight the hand it holds,
it would be such a miracle,
but tis we who let go, find reasons for the fall,
and aligned to self a pastures greener paradigm
that seems to know when murmured hearts falter,
and in the panic to find the door,
leave broken pieces and so much more a daze,
when we decide to leave love alone.

Blame love if you must, but it is we
who in lustful ways create a nest for two,
a hole filled with expectations true,
that in time may lose its luster,
and love searches for reason to pursue,
for love is not a bed and all the passion fed,
rather deeper than that, its true,
and without those deeper hues
there is nothing left to lose.

I have held love closely,
so secure I in the knowing of its endurance,
yet by surprise, the door shut before me,
and no compromise, just desolation arrived,
and my world did crack,
splintered life so nearly crushed my dreams,
and love to me was sound,
never questioned its direction
never saw it fall or lose ground.

Yet it fell, not love but my lover’s heart,
from the start a fragile yoke,
hiding from the light but never committed
as I thought, and spoken words I would hear
and believe when lies were the truth, for her,
and I believing, loved alone
until we did not fit at all,
so prone to waning, the blaming,
a wordless rhyme I could not abide.

Such was that ride.

Tony DeLorger © 2018

Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

4 thoughts on “Such a Facile Love, Surprised

  • July 19, 2018 at 2:53 PM
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    “Were love so affable to give of itself ad infinitum,
    never wane or slight the hand it holds,
    it would be such a miracle,”

    Yes, this I have known and it is with me always.

    I pray the holes in your soul have or will heal from the love you had for her. It is painful to find out one loves alone. Beautifully phrased, though sad, verse, Tony. Take care.

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  • July 19, 2018 at 7:16 PM
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    Glad you appreciated it Phyllis, sad, yes, but a part of life and the seeking of truth within us all. Take care dear friend. Cheers!

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  • July 19, 2018 at 10:16 PM
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    The broken feeling of lost love endures in our souls, I don’t think we ever real heal from the loss. To love so deeply then to lose it, breaks a soul. I can’t say I’ve loved liked the love I had in my past, but though the scars are deep, they open now and then to reveal a failure I felt as a man. I let her slip away both of us to blame, reconciliation failed us both, I take it we were never meant to be. So Tony, sad indeed, yet I feel your pulse in your verse, as our hearts race when a reminder comes in any form of the love we lost never to regain. Peace my poet.

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  • July 19, 2018 at 10:50 PM
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    Glad you connected and related my friend. It does stay with us and thankfully with writing, we air our hurt and in catharsis feel better. Take care Vincent.

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