Phillip Garcia Poet Rhyme

Refusal

Forevermore I’ll still desire you,
Despite that never shall you speak my name,
I’ll always love the silly things you do,
And think of how delightful life can be.
When first I kissed you underneath our tree,
Where now a forest grows of guilty shame,
My heart discovered pure serenity,
And thus refuses ever split in two.

10/31/2016
A/B/A/C/C/B/C/A

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Darren White November 1, 2016 at 3:35 AM Underneath the tree now is a bench, where you can sit, serene, with a whole heart. Phillip Garcia November 1, 2016 at 3:57 AM Oh I like that . very nice

Chris Green October 31, 2016 at 10:35 AM I feel a sadness in this, the forest, now overgrown, hides what was shared, though it will never be forgotten as is the love the poet feels.

Paloma P October 31, 2016 at 9:32 AM I'm laughing at Daniel's comment. I want to know what went on under the old Oak tree first. Guilty shame is always savored in the moment, then in retrospect you get this type of poetry. :) Phillip Garcia October 31, 2016 at 9:54 AM Ha, pretty much . Happy to see you're alive

Daniel Turner October 31, 2016 at 9:27 AM "Well the first thing you know Ol Jed's a millionaire,. The kin folks said, Jed move away for there. They said, Californie is the place you ought to be, So he loaded up the truck and he moved to Beverly, Hills that is swimming pools and movie stars. Phillip Garcia October 31, 2016 at 9:54 AM Hahaha! Poetic beauty, DT

Probir Gupta October 31, 2016 at 7:23 AM Beautiful ... crystals of delight ...