Yesteryear

Yesteryear

A Poem by Allen Smuckler
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Nostalgia

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I took a breath before you left.

Wished you’d never said goodbye,

but still remain among my friends

through separate, cloudy aftermaths.

 

We spent our time together when

it meant we were in love.

You shared your heart at such a cost,

I should have seen it through.  

 

While tears ran down my face at last,

flowed like sand from an hour-glass.

Time stood still, then disappeared,

unable to retrieve lost love.

 

Nights were young, days were sown

scattered moon-dust in the fields.

Lonely winds swept silky wheat, 

I searched for answers left unknown.

 

© 2021 Allen Smuckler


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I love the flow of this. And the longing it makes me feel...

Posted 10 Months Ago


...lonely winds swept silky wheat...
So smooth I enjoyed your poem.
I also loved the line
...Nights were young, days were sown...

Posted 3 Years Ago


Hello dear Allen.
"Nights were young, days were sown
scattered moon-dust in the fields.
Lonely winds swept silky wheat,
I searched for answers left unknown"
The above lines were my favorite. We are always seeking more answers. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry my friend.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


Allen Smuckler

3 Years Ago

Thanks for the amazing review. You always make me feel good about my work ... That's very kind of yo.. read more
Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

You are welcome Allen.
Your poem conveys as much with tone as it does by direct communication thru words. My idea is that poetry needs to be expressed as much thru imagery & sensory as possible, which is how this feels to me (((HUGS)))

Posted 3 Years Ago


Allen Smuckler

3 Years Ago

Thanks Barleygirl...for your interest and feedback. I agree with you about imagery and senses. Somet.. read more
barleygirl

3 Years Ago

Good point about feeling vs understanding!
Some answers will remain forever unknown, for who is it that truly knows another's heart? Let the past be the past and let it go, for it is no longer real.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Allen Smuckler

3 Years Ago

Good advice John ... Thanks for taking the time to read and offer feedback.
This is really great.
" While tears ran down my face at last,
flowed like sand from an hour-glass.
Time stood still, then disappeared,
unable to retrieve lost love."

This stanza, in my opinion, is utterly brilliant. Amazing!


Posted 3 Years Ago


Allen Smuckler

3 Years Ago

Thanks Light and Ashes for your very kind words.
light and ashes

3 Years Ago

You are welcome!
Very sad and touching poem. I like the idea of retrieving lost loves or at least learn from the mistakes. It is also hard to be left in the unknown state or chaotic state.
I hope you find more loves on the way. The journey is not over yet.


Posted 3 Years Ago


Allen Smuckler

3 Years Ago

Well ... I think that ship may have sailed. Love is too intense and fleeting, and once you find it ... read more
Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

All true and well said. You are welcome dear poet.
"While tears ran down my face at last,

flowed like sand from an hour-glass.

Time stood still, then disappeared,

unable to retrieve lost love."



Posted 3 Years Ago



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Added on October 20, 2021
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Allen Smuckler
Allen Smuckler

Sarasota, FL



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I'm a poet, a singer, a peaceful gunslinger.. looking to share my poetry..and a little bit of me...if I dare I 've been writing since I was 18.... am slightly older now, and still trying to fin.. more..

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