The Now and Then

There we go: I've done it again -
sold my soul for the now and then.
Shaken and stirred, as chilled as ice,
breaking your heart was hard, not once but thrice.
The smile that you raised was heaven-sent,
but the words, honey, were tired and spent
built on a foundation that yesterday mattered,
but it was just a device to leave us bruised and battered.
This experience of pain we repent and deny
so we can justify tommorrow and another try.
Ah, you were beautiful, you know, when you shook like a leaf
to tumble away through your misery and grief.
your eyes, they were large, seemed to implore
that I could give you salvation, maybe more.
Here's a phrase I have used a couple of times:
nothing is sweeter than when the closing bell chimes
upon the heart's repetitious hungers.

Reviews

[Midnight Shadow]

This is a very good piece with lots of feeling and emotional presence. It grips the reader and takes them through the heartache to experience it as your words paint the images in our minds. Really good stuff.

[J.P.O.et]

sorry bro, i'm back
you got this whole visual thing going when you look at how the piece is laid out and it's a bell
hence the bell chimes
I feel real stoopid right now cause I didn't notice it before
Who says you are not an artist in that sense too?
Pretty cool
J.P.O.et

[J.P.O.et]

Holy s**t, how did I miss this first time thru
'built on a foundation that yesterday mattered.....just a device to leave us bruised and battered'
Right on brother
We always try to hold on whether it is one or the other, grasping for something that just isn't there
My only critique, I hope you don't mind, is the last line thru me off, it was so rhythmic and melodic and the last line left me unfulfilled, but that could be symbolic of the tone of the whole piece
An unfulfilled relationship
Be good Mkl
J.P.O.et

[Rain]

I loved the title. It was perfect for the poem. Is this a love tried again, and again ? That is what I took from it. I didn't feel the words were forced. It felt as if the words were trying to explain why it must end. Rain..

[Leah T]

i feel the same connection to the content of this poem as i did with "I Wish I Could Say Something Special", but here the rhyme and rhythm don't unfold as smoothly. i can hear it in there but it feels a little cluttered. the last three lines are so beautiful!