Timothy Ray Poet Romanticism

Is This Then My Fate

is this then my fate
watching the scurrying crabs
rearranging sands, counting the waves
the wary eyes of the magnificent frigates above
your eyes were to me
exotic birds of aquamarine
whose free flight
stole my thoughts
my breath
my heart
now i have a horizon
where the world disappears
the universe begins
azure is more than a color
how ironic
how often said
love is blue
herein are only remembrances
of shared happiness 
a gentleman never tastes bitterness
in what was not meant to be
i had a professor once, well more than once
who explained that we needed
to reach into the depth of being
to write poetry
that sentiment was to be avoided
as some shunned member of society
a useless masked whore
this poem is my gift to you
not to impress a world i could care less about
but to validate the point
sentiment is the foundation of poetry
innate to the heart's wings in the quill
that fills the dreams within
or walks in mourning upon the beach

   Fergus Falls   2000

on Youtube:
Tom Waits - "The One That Got Away"

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Joe Maverick November 10, 2022 at 9:51 AM Of course Tim' and the professor must have Felt something of Poetry' yet wanted to drive Words.. Thats my thought? Control and create Problem is we are not like God, in that sense, Anyway' I'll take the gift, given unbidden any Time.'

Kelly Deschler August 18, 2022 at 10:12 AM Beautiful words along with beautiful images do not equal poetry, unless they have heart behind them... And, you do that so very well here. Keep up the great writing, Timothy. Timothy Ray November 13, 2022 at 9:54 AM on poetry that is about love i look for the message, not the messenger....that tells me all about the messenger....