Michael Ainsley Poet Romanticism

For All I Was I Am No More

If thou art dream or fantasy                                                                             Then sleep shall be my destiny                                                                         If thou art gone when day breaks new                                                               Then I shall die from wanting you                                                                     For all I was I am no more                                                                               But struck with love into my core                                                                      A stranger here at heavens door                                                                       And all I was I am no more

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Laura Hay August 10, 2016 at 8:38 AM I love the way this poem flows breaking the lines so the reader searches for the next one. Holding on to each line of love. Kind Regards, Laura. Michael Ainsley September 14, 2016 at 9:09 PM love always to you Laura nothing else is real;Thalia

Andrea Dietrich August 2, 2016 at 9:22 PM wow, you have finally posted a new one, and it's a GEM, my friend. I really love this And the unique form. It says so much!! Michael Ainsley August 8, 2016 at 10:45 PM I am so happy when you find one you like Andrea.It always makes me smile.

Tom Arnone August 2, 2016 at 10:43 AM I love it. Are the huge spaces for dramatic appeal? :-) Michael Ainsley August 8, 2016 at 10:38 PM Sometimes I try to will the reader's thoughts to reach out for the next line.The answer is yes. I get a mixed revue.

Duke Beaufort July 30, 2016 at 4:26 PM Michael, it is a mystery how we can be so attached to what we were. But change and transition are always coming. I hope you are in a wonderful place. Michael Ainsley August 8, 2016 at 11:04 PM Duke it is a poet's lot to ponder such things as you are carried through the mystery to the creation of your next poem.I hope you are also in a wonderful place.

Anne-Lise Andresen July 30, 2016 at 2:33 PM - Beautifully written .......... "For all I was I am no more" ....... your life is changed - I read your previous poem .... I understand .... it was like I thought ... welcome, Thalia :) <3 - I wish you a lovely weekend, Michael - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Michael Ainsley August 1, 2016 at 9:07 PM Sweet thank U