What a beautiful poem. I like how you say, nothing had changed, it's a twist on the expression we often hear, saying things have changed as a bad thing, when really the change could have sparks of goodness associated with it, and though we feel that everything may be wrecked it may simply be the act of transformations and built construction we have to go under to become moths and butterflies,
this is beautiful, i love it, an amazingly written piece with so much emotion and meaning, talking about the love for someone and how far you are willing to go to help them even if they don't realise them
What a beautiful poem. I like how you say, nothing had changed, it's a twist on the expression we often hear, saying things have changed as a bad thing, when really the change could have sparks of goodness associated with it, and though we feel that everything may be wrecked it may simply be the act of transformations and built construction we have to go under to become moths and butterflies,
Memories are strange things. Sometimes they are triggered by a sight, a smell, a feeling. We can't erase them, they are a part of us. Very well done. :) Rudi
I could feel the sadness and the loneliness. Hard to understand separation when your heart is still holding on. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
It isn't clear if this is a lost love or unrequited love. There is a hint of a Knight errant and a stalker.
"I may look like a stranger for you
But still I will put my life on you
And I'll be true and stand beside you
Whatever it takes I'll fight for you."
The first two lines give the feeling that the person is (to be harsh: stalking) the last could be the "knight"
Did you mean "for" in the first line? Did you mean "on" in the second.
The last stanza, I think, was meant to be a lament. A poem that leaves the reader with questions is good, however, there must be a clarity to the work that allows the reader to find answers to the questions. My questions revolve around -what did you mean to say as the writer - vs -what is the piece saying to me.
Circumstance was the only thing that had changed John - not how you felt about them - thats abundantly clear in this stoic write, this gentlemans ode to a lover. The honour flows through it as does the love.