Over the Rainbow

There memories go to bloom again in the warm spring rains of the sky He’ll see her beauty stand before him not the passage of time go by

 

No more words dreamed by the poet

the skies are not kissed by the dew

Stories of the life they once shared

just memories of loves sweet hue

 

Tender words no longer touch him

gentleness he no longer lives

Alone he hides within himself

no beauty in life left to give

 

Music no longer rules his soul

a quiet mind surrounds this heart

Darkness descends upon the world

since he and she were torn apart

 

For he so loved her so complete

shared with her inner thought

To heaven go his soul alone

a lifetime with love he fought

 

There memories go to bloom again

in the warm spring rains of the sky

He’ll see her beauty stand before him

not the passage of time gone by

 

Then these two will greet each other

like some old friends and lovers do

To find the love they lost in life

where wonders of passions renew

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Author's Note

For she who held my heart when I was sad.

Reviews

[RHEA CROSLEY]

Beautiful and so perfect. I felt this great loss when my wife died. You have captured that like no other writing I have ever seen. And then you do a wonderful transition to hope. The story is not over there is more to come. I almost feel God had you write this for me. It is a blessing to me. With tears in my eyes I say thank you.

[zaneybear]

and now i'm crying, this is just beautiful...you just have captured such an emotion that can't be explained and hits people certain ways, it's beautiful. I love it.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Zaney So glad you liked it. I wrote it to a love i lost a few years ago.She and i are still friends very good friends.But she lives in Ireland.

[zaneybear]

awh, it's still beautiful. :)

[Tate Morgan]

I wrote many to her And they were all inspired However that was the last one thank you

[TrimarcoRansome]

The way in which you scribe your words into such beautiful canvasses is just breathtaking, Tate. You know when you inhale involuntarily when someone touches your very soul? That is how your writing affects the reader

[Tate Morgan]

This was the last poem I wrote to a girl in Ireland whom I was once so enamored with.When she couldnt come here I was devastated. With my last book I published the last of the poems I held of hers. i had promised her when she inspired me to write that I would one day publish them all. So I sent the books to her. Two weeks later I got a tearful call from her thanking me.

[TrimarcoRansome]

You kept your promise! that is what mattered

[Tate Morgan]

I agree we are still close friends and talk to one another often.My wife even loves her lol what can you do with that irish lilt in her voice

[TrimarcoRansome]

Endearment! certain souls just will always be loved

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is a heartbreaking piece..there is the sadness, but there is also the compassion from the one who understood and held the speaker's hand and heart during the worst of it.

reminds me of when my first ex and i were breaking up...there were four of us...the two lovers, but also the two friends who were watching the lovers fall out of love and prepare for the leaving...it was quite sad...several tearful moments...i am reminded by this tragic love poem.

jacob

[Brie-anne Gaccioli]

Amazing!

[Michael G.]

A delicate write... full of word pictures demanding the reader to not only read and see; but, to look into themselves and to quietly relate.

[Carolann Dowsett]

So full of sadness and love for the one who is no longer with you. Such depth has your heart. Your poetry draws the reader into your world.

[Little Whisper]

As I write this I am wiping my eyes with my shirt sleeve ... I think that says it all.

[Suheil Kapadia]

"He’ll see her beauty stand before him
not the passage of time gone by"

That is just beautiful. Love it love it love it.

[Penlady]

love is never to be fought but offered up and finally caught, it is a living thing, treasured entity, a you and me.
I will now always feel a little more sad when I see your rainbow.....can't help it....

[patricia]

gorgeous picture! I am in awe of that fifth stanza! an heartaching beautiful poem. Thanks Tate.