By your own hand

Love’s wildest son

Stepping in time with torment

A love of the hunt

Leads to love of the death

 

So you trod on the flower

That they saw through the window

So many times as children

Without a song to bring out the sun

 

In crashing down with the rain

You took the water in your mouth

And tasted the earth

Spluttered the salt and gravel

 

It was more than just a sign

That your gates were closing

I saw the key turning

Locked by your own hand

 

Blind love left your kiss

And true friend left your hand

Their forgiving side is dead

From thinking of your falling

 

The soft echo that you heard all over

“Life is no more permanent

Than the love that left you”

The parting guest in the final hour

 

Do you play that harp alone now

Willing the sleeping night to answer?

Can you still wrestle a note from it

Before hushing the sounds of morning?

 

And would you ever dare to tell

A later love about these times?

Or dare to find the true relation

Between time and peace?

 

Knowing that time may slow the tears

But tears have means to slow the time

Reviews

[Allie]

This is a very beautiful piece. I had a little trouble understanding what you were actually trying to get across till about half way through. I found the beginning a little confusing but maybe that's just me. The good thing about these kinds of poems is that people can apply it to there own situations and relate because of the vagueness of what is going on. I related it to times in my life where I lost close friends and lovers. Mainly when I lost them because of my own actions. Thanks for the great read!

[Mackenzie Brooke]

Wow this was really amazing, I related to this poem so much your words are so wonderful and heartfelt.

[victoria]

beautifully sad, we are our worst enemies, much enjoyed.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

The entire poem is amazing, the last stanza is incredible.

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Stunning

[Danielle Renee]

This is a fine poem, Mark. I love your use of imagery.

[Jvonne]

"Willing the sleeping night to answer" Love it, it flows well and I enjoyed reading it. Strong and deep. Well done.

[Octob3r Star]

Creative and heartfelt.

[None]

Wow. The language in this has a ring to it that resembles folklore or an oral tradition, possibly a proverb poem told to children., something wise for sure. I love the deep, rich tone of this, the sorrow and the anger, the grief and the maturity. This speaker is one that has seen the world, learned not to trust it, but has grown wiser and more seasoned despite it all. I love your questions. They add to the flow and inspire thought beyond the piece, while presenting multiple trail heads to follow mentally.

This is a spectacular piece. thank you for sharing

[Deandra Dawn]

Very well written, great flow and style. I love it :)