The Color of Love
by Jeanne Ripley
Thursday, January 09, 2014
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A relationship gone wrong... the after effects of divorce.
The Color of Love
Seasons arrive and leave like her feelings.
After time dilutes her memories
she fades … becomes a blank page
of unmapped space
almost virgin territory.
When her sentiment was choked by contempt
darkness carried her heart to its hiding place
where tender wounds defined her vulnerability.
Her fever was bathed in ice
and love went underground.
Water colors smear her paper because
she has lost the color of love and
everything is a shade of gray.
This man does not surrender to peace and new life.
He invites reels of forgotten tape to replay, finds
reason for revenge. She was not his property and he
didn’t know he owned no deed.
Someone he has never met writes a poem:
When we forego the licking of our wounds
donate the legacy to a worthy cause
we move to some place new.
Seeds for tomorrow’s optimism can be nurtured
to splinter the metal shield around his heart
and peel the scabs of lost time, lost love.
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|Reviewed by Shirley Long
|Well-written poem about the relationship that has ended between two people. You explained it well in your poem today. You expressed the female point of view. She is not property but an individual who only
wants to be love and respected. The male point of view. Who seems as
if he want to control and dominate. Good write.
|Reviewed by Diana Wiles
|Moving on is hard when relationships end...but it is the only way if bitterness and revenge are to be avoided....a song that I play in similar circumstances is called 'no matter what '(you do I'll send you love....')....
|Reviewed by pat medlin
|nice...bitterly sad expression of an ended relationship. deep-set anger and resentment bubble beneath the surface of these words leaving me to picture 2 sad angry people both 'losing their life color and fading to empty grey'.|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|I'm not sure what to make of this. It could be a couple growing apart, or it could be a couple meeting and trying to find common ground. I'm still searching.
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
|this is far too bad in its ultimate demise of love