Books by David F. Hamilton
rememberances of the past
Many years have passed
in time gone by.
Empty time,since when I knew you.
As in a dream,
the world goes by,dimming the memory
of long ago.
Only a moment,
in this vale of tears,
when I could have asked
for a love so dear.
Then I was young,
only briefly mourned,
on my way.
Now that hidden feeling,
into a great sadness grown,
cannot be replaced,
and is all I’ll ever own.
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|Reviewed by Richard Bowers
|Unpardon me but I relent it boldly;
For it is far ahead, if I can be sure of it,
And far it is, that my hallucination be valid,
And hallucination it is, as it should be,
And however, unlike itself, mysterious, unknown, and untested,
So it be foreseen in my tireless search.
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|The fact that the memory still wants you makes the poem all the more poignant.
|Reviewed by Edward Phillips
|Yours is a tale shared by more of us than all the great love stories ever told combined. He wasn't a poet, but pretty smart fellow who said "what doesn't kill me makes me stronger." Sadder, but stronger.
Well written, David.