Once Were Nevermore

Once Were Nevermore

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell
"

If he is broken, he will break you too.

"



You came back into my life broken,

pieced together, half-shell of a man,

speaking words never before spoken

with the semblance of a sacristan.

Your words were a desperate echo,

a hollow heart with the ring of truth.

I wanted to believe so let go

of the harbingers that stained our youth.

 

My love for you blossomed - blissful, bright.

I loved you so hard and without shame,

tried to fix the wrongs and make them right.

The song of my soul was in your name.

Your smile, your eyes, and your handsome face

were dearer to me than my own breath.

In every part of me, I can trace

a pathway straight to you, life and death.

 

Looking back, I can see I was wrong.

You were one of the great unmended.

I loved you too hard and stayed too long;

and finally, this love is ended.

We are whispers, once were nevermore,

two birds flailing in a winter sky

with weak wings dampened forevermore

by the rain that falls from heaven’s eye.


© 2023 Linda Marie Van Tassell


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Linda Marie Van Tassell

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We like to believe everyone deserves a second chance, and then someone comes along who makes us question that belief. I like the term "the great unmended," for there are a lot of wounded souls whose self fixation is so intense they don't think about the harm they do to others. The addressee in this work seems to fit the description. We can only regard our interactions with these people as lessons. Good storytelling here, and the rhyme and meter were both excellent.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Linda Marie Van Tassell

1 Year Ago

Thank you, John. You are indeed correct. My advice to him when I broke up with him is that he "nee.. read more



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I love everything about this beautifully constructed piece of biographical romance. So many great and memorable parts with a real taste of wisdom. Excellent piece.

Posted 1 Year Ago


"the great unmended" I really like that portion though the entire poem is wonderful. It is hard to change someone who doesn't want to be changed. They may say they do, and the love shown at times may cause them to move down that path but in the end...it is hard to change someone. Your poem speaks truth and love and sadness in the end. Beautifull written.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Your narrative style is first rate and you convey emotion so well Linda. There is much heartache in these lines, but also a hard lesson learned. Some people can drain the life and soul out of you. Sadly you met one of them.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


There is some good to be found within the heartache and pain you went through, and that was the angst and hurt that went into this poem. It made you a survivor. Your narration was as stark and compelling as the image. I loved it! Very impressive, Linda!

Posted 1 Year Ago


We like to believe everyone deserves a second chance, and then someone comes along who makes us question that belief. I like the term "the great unmended," for there are a lot of wounded souls whose self fixation is so intense they don't think about the harm they do to others. The addressee in this work seems to fit the description. We can only regard our interactions with these people as lessons. Good storytelling here, and the rhyme and meter were both excellent.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Linda Marie Van Tassell

1 Year Ago

Thank you, John. You are indeed correct. My advice to him when I broke up with him is that he "nee.. read more

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Added on January 22, 2023
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Poetry has been my passion since I was about fifteen years old, and I love the structure of rhyme and meter moreso than just randomly throwing words upon a page without any form whatsoever. Whi.. more..

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