The Cost of Loving (For Me)

For those still trying to love.

  

The Cost of Loving (For Me)

 

 

 

Fool me once, fool me twice,

Were you to fool me a thousand times,

Would I ever learn?

  

Would I want to?

 

Why must the cost of love be hope?

  

Fingernails cling to a foregone conclusion,

Forgetting my fears as your resolution

Is found,

With you feeding your ego

And me on the ground.

 

 But only for now.

 

I won’t let you be

What keeps me from loving.

I won’t let you be

What keeps me from hoping there is someone for me,

Though I’m teetering

On the edge of that distinct possibility.

 

I hope you find all that you seek.

Love’s only a game to those who are weak.

For those like you I hope you can find

A reason why your lies are as blind

As my love.

 

Or my lack thereof.

 

Here’s to my sweet,

Making up my mind

(For me).

 

So much deceit,

So little time

(For me).

 

 

 

Walker Kornfeld

8/09

 

 

Author's Note

Constructive criticism welcome. Thank you for your time.

Reviews

[Angel's Lady]

I won't let you be
What keeps me from loving.
I won't let you be
What keeps me from hoping there is someone for me,
Though I'm teetering
On the edge of that distinct possibility.

I absolutely adored the entire piece, and it flowed off my tongue, for, yes, I did read it out loud. But the above stanza just rocked me! Nicely done!

I haven't been around in ages, and it was really nice to see your smiling face again!
Great write!
All my best,
G.

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thank you once again for your time, Lady.

[CryOutMercy]

This poem is amazing. I do not think I knew, until now, exactly who my editor was. The *only* value of a poem, in my estimation, is what the reader finds there. A poem cannot be great unless its audience connects, which is why most poetry is written only for the author. Most of my poetry has a specifically-intended person about whom, and for whom, it is written. Did you know, three years ago, that you were writing this poem for me? Because it defines my loss. Every... last... line. Thank you.

[Ancient My Enemy]

Wow, thank you, Mercy. To read it now does send chills down my spine. I write a little under each title, and I thought it would be a nice theme if they all began with "For those...". It helps me keep in mind our interconnectivity, our interdependence. I'm glad it helped. It still helps me.

[JenLyn]

Great write, it flows very well. Great word usage. Keep it up :)

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thanks for your time, Jennifer.

[cest la vie]

As a journal writer, I have to admit, if I wrote poetry I would want it to come out like this. Beautiful, flows like water. Great piece!!

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thanks very much.

[Jeff Bresee]

Very good...There are so many poems (perhaps to many) about love and loss. Yours one of the better I've read in a while.

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thanks very much, Jeff.