Connie Marcum Wong Poet Free verse

I Don'T Recall

A dark void now envelops my 
     saddened shrinking heart
that once was so filled with 
     declarations of your love.

I don't recall when your passions
     evanesced... slowly, but surely,
or when that spark left your eyes.
     I was working too hard to notice.

Like the burden of a cut dying rose
     As it struggles to hold up its head
and its once vibrant beauty fades,
     Our love has wilted, faded away.
     
It is sad when a couple once so in
     love slowly drifts and grows apart.
It's even sadder when each of them
     still has love left in their hearts.

3-12-20

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Joseph P. DiMino May 9, 2020 at 7:57 AM "It is sad when a couple once so in love slowly drifts and grows apart. It's even sadder when each of them still has love left in their hearts." Some of the most meaningful and perfect lines of poetry I have ever read. Love never changes. If it is not given, accepted by others, then it remains sadly in our hearts, orphaned. We are double minded--having power to create a world of beautiful passions, or destroy all examples, in a moment of ill guided thought. Wonderful writing Connie!

Arjun Jangid April 25, 2020 at 12:19 AM Still has love left in their hearts, lovely and hard truth of all lovers. Inspiring

Anisha Dutta April 3, 2020 at 10:58 AM I am touched and can feel the depth of every line. I also don't recall when and how an abloom rose gets wilted. Hugs.

Francis Brown March 25, 2020 at 12:39 PM Love is a game worth playing until the game is over.

Vladislav Raven March 21, 2020 at 12:46 PM Hi Connie, beauty can be found within such sadness. Such beautiful words describe the pain of sadness. So many times, a love can fall by the wayside, it does bring great pain. This is such an excellent write Connie. I am glad that you did find your special love. I love the content of this write, the true emotion. Stay safe, my friend. Have a wonderful Saturday. Hugs....Mike. XX

Sandra Adams March 20, 2020 at 3:46 PM it is sad indeed that sometimes life's obstacles can destroy a love that once was strong... great write my friend... hugs XoXo

Cecilia Macfarlane March 19, 2020 at 9:52 PM Beautifully written Connie. Sadly most do not feel that spark slipping away before the damage is done. Hugs

John Watt March 19, 2020 at 6:02 PM A gorgeous write of sadness, Connie. Takes me back to the college girlfriend who made wedding plans with me, then broke it off. For the best I see now, but at the time, my first real broken heart. Nice to have words to help with the healing. (Reading below, I'm glad to know this isn't about your husband!) John Watt March 20, 2020 at 12:36 AM Smiles at the 38, Connie. We just celebrated 35 in December. Connie Marcum Wong March 19, 2020 at 11:15 PM Thank you John. No, my second husband and I have been married 38 years now. I am sure many can relate to a broken heart some time in their life. Sorry that happened to you. All my children went through it too.xxoo

Juliet Ligon March 17, 2020 at 10:43 AM A fresh perspective on love drifting apart. The last couple of lines are especially touching.

Ralph Sergi March 16, 2020 at 3:25 PM a sad nostagic prose of the past as love still lingers , CONNIE.

Paul Callus March 16, 2020 at 11:34 AM So sad, Connie. Neglected love dies a slow death. Alas, many are those who take love for granted. ~ Regards // paul

Beata Agustin March 15, 2020 at 11:08 PM Thanks for sharing this feeling through your awesome poetic style. God bless you.

Winged Warrior March 15, 2020 at 6:42 AM I know that feeling, Connie...Superb write my friend...from a beautiful soul...all the best from the Wingster...^WW^ :o)

Michelle Faulkner March 14, 2020 at 11:06 PM So sorrowful and heartfelt, it is tragic when love dies, no wonder we mourn it-

Anne-Lise Andresen March 13, 2020 at 1:58 PM - Sometimes we "forget" the most important thing, Connie - A sad but beautiful poem :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Ralph Sergi March 13, 2020 at 1:44 PM Hi Connie No matter how long you have been married, There is always a lost love that you recall. You have elaborated this prose very succinct....Ralph

Rico Leffanta March 13, 2020 at 1:38 PM I am told a blue pill rejuvenates the wilt, but have never forgotten a Viet Nam "conflict" victim's last letter to his lady love, "Like a bar of Ivory soap in the tub, you keep fading away until there is nothing left to touch!" Aloha! Rico

Richard Lamoureux March 13, 2020 at 8:56 AM Eloquently expressed sadness Connie. If people put the effort into their existing relationship the way they did in the beginning, their rose would not wilt.

Joseph May March 13, 2020 at 6:30 AM So sad when love fades..Nicely rendered Connie

Vijay Pandit March 12, 2020 at 6:51 PM Many can relate to the declaration of love you speak of--one that fades. Loved the metaphor of cut drying rose. Your write is true to life, Connie. So well written, as always. Connie Marcum Wong March 12, 2020 at 7:05 PM It is simple in words yet I know many may relate. Thank you very much Vijay. xxoo

Andrea Dietrich March 12, 2020 at 5:24 PM It truly is a sad thing. Love your comparing ot to the cut rose Connie Marcum Wong March 12, 2020 at 5:39 PM Thank you Andrea. This is not about my husband, but about a love long ago. Hope you are having a good day. xxoo

Tom Cunningham March 12, 2020 at 4:49 PM It is so sad when that happens Connie, especially when love is still there but the flames have died down. Tom Connie Marcum Wong March 12, 2020 at 5:42 PM So many of us let work get in the way causing marital problems. This is not about my husband but about someone in my youth. Thank you Tom. xxoo