A little history lesson

on a roll I guess

A little lesson in our history:
in the beginning
it was you and me
and a spot of poetry

You were soft and gentle
full of love and light
and wonderful words
to say to me.

Somewhere from
there we journeyed
down the aisle
and never made it back
to where we should have been.

Reviews

[Caradoc]

It's like you read the same book as I did, not so long ago. This could almost be a companion piece to something I wrote before. It was all around a terrible situation that inspired that piece. Reading this brought it all back.

To pick a favorite, the stanza I most enjoyed was the final one. It was strong and rueful in a "I used to care about this a lot" way.

Now it is probably just me and my own flawed perceptions, but many of the poems I read of yours have a biting edge to them, as if the narrator is speaking to a specific target. It's very subtle too. This one follows that theme.

Nicely done.

-Caradoc

[Lyn Anderson]

In poetry or in martial arts, I always pick a target. It makes a better hit that way. Thanks.

[Caradoc]

You're welcome.

[Vidya Bacchus]

People are strange aanimals,They can't live without you today, till tomorrow when they need some space.Damn fickle I say, but that is just me.Lovely poem ,I am quickly becoming addicted to your poems that are so great:)