Saturday, October 25, 2014

My life is an open book




What frivolous days
No inklings of times to come
Being thirteen was good

Then when I met you
Love beat an audible drum
In both of our hearts

Sun, blue sky and you
We ran through the poppy field
Speedy young adults

Our bodies entwined
Like strange gnarled roots of a tree
In time everlasting

Just who would write this
Wind blown, storm tossed, best seller
Are all lives like this?

Apocalyptic
Literary masterpiece
With sad epilogue

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15 comments:

  1. Ah ... young love. A beautiful Poem!

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  2. I think maybe so...but i wouldn't mind starting over at thirteen again

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  3. Gorgeous poem - limbs entwined - thirteen - ah terrific images throughout - fabulous ending - Bravo!

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  4. This is a beautiful interpretation of the words. I salute you!

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  5. i love this tale of your 'young adult' love!

    yes, i wonder, who is to write all these little tragedies. and how many great love stories go unwritten. :)

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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  6. This is simply beautiful. I can say no more!

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  7. Oh those closing lines are poignant - so many love stories have sad epilogues!

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  8. I love this:
    Love beat an audible drum
    In both of our hearts
    Great writing!

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  9. Beautiful done and all love stories do have a sad ending

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  10. I'm liking those entwined bodies best of all! ;)

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  11. "Literary masterpiece/sad epilogue." Speaks volumes. You've captured the complete freedom felt by young lovers, as well as the bittersweet side. I really love this poetry, Robin. Thx for your visit, too! Amy

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  12. frivolous days, indeed,
    no inkling of the times to come...
    nicely done. Randy

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  13. The beauty and innocence of young love... if only it could last...

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  14. ah, the wonders of first love- well done!

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