Love's Rejection
My job took me up north to teach people computer skills,
and that is where I met Jack- he was a wilderness guide.
He was wild and free and seemed full of pride.
Jack fascinated me!
Many hours we spent talking of things,
we had a lot in common, I was Ojibwe- he was Cree.
He took me to his cabin and our love had wings,
and words of love were cried;
his hands on my body gave me sweet chills.
But, after that amazing night of love he seemed distant,
I asked him repeatedly but his face was stone,
those eyes were so cold and all love had flown,
I felt like a dumb fool!
Not ready to give up, I was witty,
he did not seem to care and often his words were cruel.
His love for me had been so false and he had only pity!
I wanted to moan and groan,
for his rejection of love that was nonexistent.
I left- for a long time, I wished his name on a headstone,
yet, still, still in my heart, I wept for this man I had known.
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March 19, 2017
Rhyme/Love's Rejection
Copyright Protected, ID 885688
Having A Love For Someone And It Is Not Returned
Brenda Chiri
Second Place
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