Kerrie Sursely Poet Ballade

A Window With a View

The sun came up 
as I remembered the day 
he kissed me and named me 
“his beautiful queen”
Now, I am no longer his love
nor do I fill any of his dreams.

In a window- I sat forever it seemed
waiting, hoping, and praying he’d return 
with the love he once sang to me.
But each car that came it only then passed,
and there, in that window, still- there I just sat
feeling my heart hurt as I struggled not to gasp.

I couldn’t help but wonder
just where could he have been
or how it had so easily came to be
how he could have once loved me 
but now were no longer consumed 
by images he said he dreamed of me.

Thoughts of me now he’s chosen to forsake-
there in that window I felt my heart hurt 
and then I felt my heart break!

The night slowly crept back into the day
I sat and I pondered...
how it were me trapped by a love, 
my own love I had so easily gave away?

Tears, they fell from cheek to page...
in each tear that fell the truth became clear
and then I began to see-
the love we once shared, our love
he had taken and gave to another 
before returning my heart back to me.

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Eric Boddie October 9, 2015 at 1:24 PM as a mender of hearts....I excel at the part....because a smile on your face....is the most Beauty of any trace....;)

Edwin Hofert April 28, 2015 at 4:34 AM Beautiful beautiful Kerrie. Reading your poem caused memories to surface when I myself lacked understanding in the ways of compassion and love. But the thought that rang most true. Was that one day you'll meet the one and then know why it didn't work before. You're simply being saved for something greater. God bless. Ed

Hannington Mumo April 28, 2015 at 3:37 AM I like your style of writing. I hope you found another one. Who bewitched us men? This honeyed poetess deserves some warm male companionship! Excellently worded...7+++!!

Phatt Matt March 28, 2015 at 6:50 AM Hi Kerrie. Cool read hope it will heal in time just write you will be strong. A friend once wrote 'a woman is like a teabag they don't realize how stronger they really are untill they land in hot water hope these words help'' good poem

Robert Nehls February 14, 2015 at 3:11 AM Hi Kerrie. I feel your pain in the words you have so emotionally and tenderly placed into your poem. It is always hard to loose a love so grand but it surely does prepare us to be more insightful with life and love. The heart is fragile and you have shared your heart with us and because of that you will be stronger. A pleasure to read..... Robert.

Mel Dicdican February 9, 2015 at 8:05 PM This poem is nice. It expresses a lot of emotions. So touching. Yeah it's really sad when someone you love leaves you and doesn't come back. That's how things are. Nothing is permanent in this world. I am curious about what really the story behind this poem is. :)

John Fleming February 8, 2015 at 3:15 PM Your "Immortal - Soul" laid bare for the whole world to see...all rather elegant - in a very enchanting way! :) john. Kerrie Sursely February 8, 2015 at 6:43 PM Thank you so much John! Much appreciated!

Emile Pinet February 8, 2015 at 2:57 PM This is a beautiful poem, laid out well and described with feelings written with the heart and edited by a poetic soul. A personal and up close look into the private life of a woman abandoned by love. Emile. #7 Kerrie Sursely February 8, 2015 at 6:44 PM Wow! You nailed it Emile! Thank you so much!