For S.R.

sometimes love is not what it appears

Splendiferous, once was love;

it’s heights a peak of madness:

A burning need, a flow’ring seed

blooming with passion’s delight.

Difference seems to balance.

Weaknesses offset by strength.

A missing part connects two hearts,

Imperfect, but now complete

Hope and dreams unimagined

take root and begin to grow

with focused beam upon the scene--

a future slowly unfolds.

Day by day the living starts;

small quirks begin to annoy.

Somehow you find, through daily grind,

wide fissures and cracks appear.

First, comes the stiff, cold-shoulder;

then, talking turns to silence.

Throughout the room, pervades a gloom,

the pall of love in death's vice.

‘Til all that’s left is walking

despite certain  pain and fear--

a heart bereft with no hopechest

to sustain it on the way.

Now prayers of intercession

Erupt from faint heart and lips,

a healing spell, curing the ills:

Holy balm for what afflicts.

One day, Love will stroll back in

to mend emotional wounds;

Transformed by grace, upon the face

of a soul in need of rest.

Hold strong to your faith, my friend

when the darkness overwhelms.

Until such time, you’ll ever find

my friendship is always near.

Author's Note

Second poem with this original form.
7-7-8(4-4)-7 with line three being six words with internal rhymes with words three and six.

Syllable counter is counting the word 'comes" as two syllables, if you can tell me why, I'll change it.

Reviews

[dan]

Line three is similar to lines 3 and 4 in a limerick; it's a very stabilizing influence on the stanza...I also LOVE internal rhymes!! The piece itself seems to describe two individuals who seemingly fall into a deep love, but in reality maybe they simply 'fell in lust?' When two people enter a relationship without really knowing each other the little things start to pile up into big annoyances, snowballing down love's steep hill. Sometimes, with work, a stable love can be reached at some point...but not likely. At best a friendship can be forged, to hopefully last forever. A very nice write, Jan, in a very nice format. take care...dan

[JayceeC]

Watching a friend go through this is quite painful, perhaps intensified for the knowledge that you can do nothing but watch and support.
Limericks!! That's it! It never struck me why I love the anchor of lines three and four, but your right. They mimic a limerick pattern. Thanks!

[wordman]

sounds like the pain of marriage,and your form was right on

[JayceeC]

I need to name the form. Any suggestions?

[wordman]

reflections