Debbie Duncan Poet Free verse

Pitch Perfect Dreams

Pitch perfect I hear them say.
             Though bullet proof is my heart.
             I count my blessings in every way.
           Quotes of love on pages of times gone by.
             In my dreams, you were always my hero.

                   Did you bewitch me?
                Because I thought it was love.
              Love thru the ages is what I felt.
           Must have been my rose colored glasses.
            Thought it was a love to last forever.

             You were nothing short of my everything.
         In dreams of love, there were no impossibilities.
       As the dreams of old come crawling thru me today.
        I dream of rainbows and being in love with you.
      Now I know our love was only convoluted fantasy.   
 


6/ 6/ 2013  Thursday
As a teenager, My mother used to tell me to take my rose colored glasses off and see people how they really are, Of course, I always said: I do see mom. Motherly love :)

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Don Johnson January 29, 2014 at 4:54 PM Love love might be what you think it may, or time to spend with, owed today, perchamce its written fore we come, is this your part young tweedledum? preplanned a mission hey... thinks..the..stumble-bum, slipped subtle quip hooray :{ Don

Heather Secrest August 10, 2013 at 7:16 PM beutiful, and very cute, well written!! -Heather

Jiril Clemons July 4, 2013 at 11:25 AM The beauty of fantasy, and its limits in reality, Great poem, Debbie, very expressive. Check out some of mine. Might find one you like. Debbie Duncan July 4, 2013 at 3:16 PM Thank you Jiril ;}

Richard D Seal July 1, 2013 at 5:18 PM Lovely Debbie, I think we've all been bewitched at one time or another, that's the easy part eh. Take care, Richard Debbie Duncan July 3, 2013 at 12:43 AM Thank you Richard ;}

Donna Jones June 30, 2013 at 9:43 PM Aw....yes...reality at its best told well... Debbie Duncan June 30, 2013 at 10:54 PM Thank you Donna ;}

Michael Ainsley June 26, 2013 at 8:19 PM Reality always waits in the wings , just off stage while the dreamers dance. You have a great insight Debbie.

Laura Breidenthal June 25, 2013 at 6:43 PM This is glorious, Debbie. Thank you so much for your visits! Your poetry is so interesting and this one in particular is very dreamy ..i like your note at the end. Cute. Always, Laura Debbie Duncan June 25, 2013 at 9:01 PM Thank you Laura ;}

Andrea Dietrich June 25, 2013 at 4:15 PM yes, this happens. And you tell it so well. VERY nice one, Deb.

Daver Austin June 25, 2013 at 9:43 AM Freedom in the knowing, eh? Good stuff, Debbie. daver Debbie Duncan June 25, 2013 at 4:14 PM Thank you ;}

Richard Lamoureux June 25, 2013 at 8:11 AM It is the greatest betrayal and you have penned it's essence. Very moving piece. I hope you found the real thing. Debbie Duncan June 25, 2013 at 3:47 PM Thank you Richard ;}

Matthew Anish June 24, 2013 at 4:37 PM Sad ending to a sweet tale! "La vie on rose" - only one way to look at life - a nice way but sometimes heartbreaking. Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Shadow Hamilton June 24, 2013 at 4:25 PM super thoughtful write enjoyed ty Shadow x smiles Debbie Duncan June 24, 2013 at 11:52 PM Thank you Shadow ;}

David De La Croes June 24, 2013 at 12:37 AM Because we love, we make ourselves vulnerable as well. Well-written, Debbie... David Debbie Duncan June 24, 2013 at 12:52 AM Thank you David ;}

Shiraz Iqbal June 23, 2013 at 8:47 PM I do see a beautiful poem here mam :) Thank you for sharing your stories in such a lovely way :) Regards Shiraz Debbie Duncan June 24, 2013 at 11:43 PM Thank you ;}

Sara Kendrick June 23, 2013 at 5:57 PM Sad but sometimes that is what happens when we love but not every time..There is always second even third chances..Enjoyed reading your work ...Sara Debbie Duncan June 23, 2013 at 6:16 PM Thank you Sera ;}

Poet Tacito June 23, 2013 at 2:16 PM Even if it's one-sided, love still can be real. This was powerful & I can deeply relate to this. Debbie Duncan June 23, 2013 at 5:43 PM Thanks for liking Drake ;}

Karen Anglesey June 23, 2013 at 12:01 PM Debbie, the way you wind the words around with elegance toward the heartfelt ending. Your gift with the pen is stunning. Pitch Perfect title and poem :)

Duke Beaufort June 23, 2013 at 10:12 AM It's remarkable that the brain is wired in such a way that these impressions stay with us for decades if not until we leave everything behind. Thank you for letting me know that I am not alone. Your work always seems passionate and real. Debbie Duncan June 23, 2013 at 5:44 PM Thank you Duke ;}

Harry Horsman June 23, 2013 at 9:57 AM this is so profound Debbie, and a wonderful poem to read Debbie Duncan June 23, 2013 at 10:01 AM Thank you harry ;}

Eileen Manassian June 23, 2013 at 8:43 AM Lovely, Debbie...We all get bewitched sometimes.....We are only human...clear the stardust from your eyes....The only perfect thing in this world...is the love we carry in our hearts for the ones we adore! Hugs! Debbie Duncan June 23, 2013 at 9:12 AM Thank you Eileen ;}

Pace Ink-U-Script June 23, 2013 at 2:20 AM Your guards are truly up...wonder if you're willing and able to love again. Some say that dreams are real. Of course certain dreams that is. I love how I feel your soul through your work. It's captivating! Debbie Duncan June 23, 2013 at 9:09 AM Thanks for liking my poem,,,, but it is just a few words I put into a poem ;}