A Settled Sweetness in Love
two septets with rhyme
At last, my friend and I bear no shame.
We spent a year seeking a soul-mate.
His eyes obliged my life to claim,
yet he could not, he would not propose.
Our calm ship was headed aground
for months we kept it together -
an ocean of hope, my playground.
Fisherman's widow! At long last
I reeled in and quit my fishing.
I found my reach exceeds my grasp.
Two smiling faces fade from sight,
we travel on very different waves.
Feeling free, we are all alone tonight,
the settled sweetness of farewell.
inspired by a quote from Andrea del Sarto byRobert Browning,
"Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,"
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2015