Far from the First

... and far from the worst ...

It was far from the first

Of my wandering nights

Of my wondering nights

It was far from the first

And quite far from the worst

Of my wandering nights

Under your window's light

Hoping for a brief sight

It was far from the first

And it won't be the last

Till your curtain's held fast

Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2024

Reviews

[Marie]

Your beautiful poem reminds me of Romeo and Juliet, Jim! The first four lines are amazing, the repetition is brilliant, I love it. Love is strange, isn't it. Hoping for a brief glance as she closes her curtains.I love how you are determined enough to stay there and to keep hope alive that one evening, she will see you and have a very happy ever after ending! Romantic and warm, sweet and tender, I love it! Thank you for sharing, Jim...

[Desert Knave]

Thank you so much. I always worry about the repetition, but it is how I learned to write poetry and seems to be ingrained in my style. Your kind words brought a smile. Thank you again ! ~Jim

[Marie]

Your kind words gave me a smile also, Jim. Thank you so much...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am reminded of a song by the New Colony Six. "Can't you see me cry"----

Just hoping for that one glance, one look, an invitation to love.
j.

[Desert Knave]

Thanks. Yes, one look ... maybe even an invitation. ~Jim