There are things we don’t wish to happen, but must accept. Things we don’t want to know but have to learn. And people we love will hurt us and we have to let them go... ~Lily of Lough Neagh~
Collateral Damage
November’s joy
autumn’s leaves
smiling faces
both well pleased
But came the rain
it took the sun
how screams the storm
for naught was love
O’ sorrows heart
o’ damaged souls
for naught it had
been what was told
O’ parted hearts
now that which heal
new lives to make
again to feel
New lives to make - something many of us need to accomplish.
Reviewed by Gert van Weenen (Reader)
Reviewed on September 26, 2012
It's often very difficult to accept the things we don't wish to happen and especially when it comes to our hearts. This pain goes deep and it takes long to heal.
You beautifully end your poem with the fragile words:
~~O' parted hearts~~
~~now that which heal~~
~~new lives to make~~
~~again to feel~~
There is always hope my sweet Carolee, you say it here
You share a timeless and universal theme of this life/world, Carol; at least it seems to me. Very moving and meaningful; sadness is an integral part of the whole but so is joy if one can find it. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
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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we would not know the gladness
*Carolee* given love returns..
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I bow and tip my hat to you
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spare but without compromising the theme
and elegant in phrasing
john
You beautifully end your poem with the fragile words:
~~O' parted hearts~~
~~now that which heal~~
~~new lives to make~~
~~again to feel~~
There is always hope my sweet Carolee, you say it here
Love ya!
Jane
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budd
and started all over again. Enjoyed...Carol
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Stay well and keep writing
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