Sometimes we face doubts. This was one of those times. It is human nature to feel uneasy about intuition...especially for a woman.
Susan*
Eve of Discontent
Somewhere in the soul of discontent
Is a spot left ajar with love's faint lament
A drone if you will of emotions gone cold...
And the ring of a bell from a spirit on hold
If wishes were worth it and answers spoke truths
Then the heart of the matter would be black not blue
And the posers of silence...unspoken but fed
By gestures, suggested...like urgency...a dread
Is the crux of the matter like quick games of chess
Just words to check passions and lust left a mess?
Or whispers of love that open the gates
For the victor whose words ring forever, "checkmate"
You have to believe or just lay down and die ...
For the soul never gives up this pie in the sky
So to speak and forgive me ,but never to dread,
These words that experience so often have lead..
A bride of loves passion as jealous winds blow
And words of a suitor whose words never showed...
Quite the meaning of love or just what was meant
On this eve of regression and masked discontent.
This was so beautiful, and so excellently written, how deeply you touched my heart with thise words:
A bride of loves passion as jealous winds blow
And words of a suitor whose words never showed...
Quite the meaning of love or just what was meant
On this eve of regression and masked discontent.
oh, Susan..at last back here and this, beautifully done, so true! oh, how yes, we do all face doubt, and so often when it comes to love...and my, your poeitc 'intuition' shines through here in a wonderfully honest and so well written piece, Bravo, dear Susan ..of Love and Light and oh...may that be,
(((you)))
mi
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on April 10, 2003
Wonderful write, Susan, of intuitive emotions all have felt at one time or another.
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A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
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A bride of loves passion as jealous winds blow
And words of a suitor whose words never showed...
Quite the meaning of love or just what was meant
On this eve of regression and masked discontent.
What a wonderful and insightful poet you are,
Reindeer
(((you)))
mi
Its a terrible thing intuition, gets one into more trouble, than it ever gets one out off.
All the Best, Morchuis
another wonderful write.
peggy
excellent
William