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Snapping a Leaf

Dedicated to Anil Deo and Belle Bellevue
My muse had taken a nosedive. No inspiration whatever. So I was inspired by two great poets, And snapped off a leaf from a tree. - /\ - Incredible I met a dream lass And wooed her with all my heart, declaring: When I said “I love you” We loved the whole night through Well, we could not help but be happy, Love was just our joy, I was so happy over you. Remember I pledged my love for you, dear I will be yours so true Nothing would separate, nothing, Love was just our joy I was sure happy over you. Then fate had something out of sorts for us, Our love became so fickle, darling. Remember, I recall all that we declared Our love had grown so cool, so tepid, Maybe we needed a break. And now you seem to love me, How can I ever be sure? What proof can you ever give me, Cry over me, do 'Cause I cried a river over you, How can I believe you love me? My love for you was true. Now you prove yours was true too. For you did pledge eternal love Prove, prove that is so true. Truly I pledged mine and yours too. I cried over you, remember! Now you must remember too. Cry for me my darling, Cry for me so true! Alas the snapped leaf had turn brown and withered, And so had my muse.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 2/9/2022 7:56:00 AM
Since she broke away from a bond , you are not sure if her love is sincere. though she has approached you with love a second time. Now it is her duty to prove that she will continue to be yours. Such occasional break ups will add to the fervor of love. Enjoyed !
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Date: 11/18/2021 6:44:00 AM
Great dedication to Anil Deo and Belle Bellevue. Your muse just needed a rest.
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Date: 11/18/2021 2:54:00 AM
i hope my muse will come out of hiding too victor, so glad yours did hugs Jan xx
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Date: 11/16/2021 9:07:00 PM
Bitter/sweet romance..Come spring all the leaves will be green again and your muse will sing to you...Delice
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Date: 11/16/2021 12:59:00 PM
Oh the joy and pain of love lost. Beautifully penned!
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Date: 11/16/2021 8:23:00 AM
Such a lovely piece Victor, with good imagery and an insightful line of thought. Blessings, Gordon
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Date: 11/15/2021 4:42:00 PM
Both love and the muse hold special worths and whims. I'm blue to peruse your ingenuity has dimmed; I trust that if you handled to achieve one more work before it appeared, you'll reassess and retain your originality streaming.
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Date: 11/15/2021 1:58:00 PM
Ahh!! Sad that your muse has withered but at least you got one more work before it happened. Good that you have honored some other writers on soup. Thanks for dropping by my page. I appreciate the time spent there. Sara
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Date: 11/15/2021 1:56:00 PM
I enjoyed this read. the last two lines were SO clever.
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Date: 11/15/2021 11:00:00 AM
It was a pleasure reading this beautiful poem with it's special dedication, Victor. Happy holidays.
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Date: 11/15/2021 10:18:00 AM
They've certainly inspired you Victor, lovely dedication to Belle and Anil. Tom
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Date: 11/15/2021 7:52:00 AM
When my muse takes a break I wait until she feels like playing again. I read things that may wake her up now and then or take a break myself and perhaps sometimes in my dreams she will return. There is just no use in trying to force it because then it never turns out right. Loved this Victor. Beautifully worded. God Bless, JB
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Date: 11/15/2021 6:21:00 AM
In speaking to your muse: Remember I pledged my love for you, dear…may your muse gain a new “Spring” in the step!
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Date: 11/15/2021 6:02:00 AM
Victor that’s so nice of you to dedicate your wonderful poem to Anil Deo and me, I’m sure Anil will be as thrilled as I am. Will keep the poem in my favourites, thank you, bless you. Big hugs, Belle
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Date: 11/15/2021 6:15:00 AM
Thank you Belle. I took a leaf from your poems. Hugs. Victor
Date: 11/15/2021 4:55:00 AM
Love and muse have their ways of charm and moodiness. I hear in this dialogue the give and take that doesn't always reciprocate. Much to think about in this message.
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Date: 11/15/2021 3:58:00 AM
Wonderful words - portraying your muse. Love it. God bless you. Love, Gina
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Date: 11/15/2021 1:15:00 AM
Poetry … love … not an on/off switch ~ rest lower mind, that tends to twitch
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