An Altar Now Unworshipped

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I wrote this poem and gave it to an ex of mine. Now this person is an altar now left unworshipped, thus the name. Prior to the breakup, the poem was initially tited (name of ex)'s Villanelle.

I hold your hand, my guiding light
To our home, a warm November hearth
My treasure, my altar to life

Sweetest coffee, my pure delight
Blanket of bliss, your jubilant mirth
I hold your hand, my guiding light

In crisp ashen skies flies a kite
When sunshine tires you make up its worth
My treasure, my altar to life

Hair tranquil midnight, skin Valette white
Angelic kiss, your hips sway with your pert
I hold your hand, my guiding light

You surpass art, O perfect sight
I was made for you since birth
My treasure, my altar to life

Starshine my goddess of achrondite
I covet time with you on this Earth
You are my all, and all is right
My treasure, my altar to life

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Tom Woody

Date: 4/27/2024 6:04:00 AM

What a beautiful villanelle Andrew. Shame it didn't last

B. Andrew Kelly
Date: 4/30/2024 10:29:00 AM

things come and pass, and the fact the relationship happened at all makes me grateful for the time spent. heartbreak may last awhile but gratitude is eternal

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 3/30/2024 1:56:00 PM

Hello B. Andrew Kelly, B, Andrew not all marriages last a long long time. Some do last a long time. Enjoy your Easter. Darlene/

B. Andrew Kelly
Date: 4/11/2024 11:17:00 AM

thanks Darlene. good news was that it wasn't a marriage so no divorce proceedings but the heartbreak was there nonetheless. appreciate the kind words