Ode to False Forevers

I saw through it like no sand in an hourglass; her bluff.

“Your love alone is enough”, she said as I doubted in silence to myself.

“What about trust”?

 Thoughts of us corrupted in lust, or the desire to rush.
“Is this really out of love?”  

Thinking solely on what is, rather than what was, I would say it so.

Unready, but still willing as I take the first step into what will be.

My mistake.

Another lesson towards my progression, as I break into pieces I had planned to piece together.
Ode to false forevers, and flawed feathers on the wings I spread in hopes of some peaceful weather.

Again.

Reviews

[I. Wright]

Oh, Mr. Wake. This came far too close to home for me. Especially the line "Thoughts of us corrupted in lust, or the desire to rush". It's so on point. As is the entire piece. I like that it ends with a hint of rejuvenation and ability to learn from one's mistakes. Well done.

[Tricia Pattinson]

Unique and refreshing write. A solid poem in imagery, flow and style!

[Frieda P]

I know this dance, seems so many of us never learn our lesson, we move on and pick up the fractured pieces yet again.

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

I love your word choices in the masterfully done poem. Sad how we dance to the music we think we hear..... I can't pick a favorite part because it is all so good but I just can't stop reading "Another lesson towards my progression, as I break into pieces I had planned to piece together. Friggin awesome!

The way you start with this write, is so sad, but terribly good, an hourglass without sand, has no time, it's so timeless. Yes, right, love alone isn't enough, trust must be the two armed hugger around love.
And then it's a good question you ask the both of you in this write, for lust, is almost never "love" it's rather selfishness, which isn't either love. You are a thinker my friend, a wise one. For you accept all what is, and all what will come, there is nothing you can do to fight it. It's a journey to accept.
Your title does hurt my soul, for it's too on point, and you could only come up with such a painful one, as you aren't afraid to look at the "now" of a situation. I appreciate that. It will only make one stronger.

It's like a circle my dear friend, when it's still there, it will come back, and return... beautiful heartful penning. I thank you deeply.

- Elisa