Jim Slaughter Poet Verse

There's Never Been a Time

There's never been a time I didn't love you.
No time at all, and foolish as it seems,
No day goes by when I'm not thinking of you,
No night when you don't occupy my dreams.
Too young, I fell in love with love's illusion;
Naïve to think that such a dream could last.
I know I should dismiss my heart's confusion,
Move on with life, stop living in the past.
They say the first love is the best remembered,
Time heals all wounds, and broken hearts will mend.
Perhaps there'll come a time when I don't love you,
Perhaps that's when eternity will end.

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Unseeking Seeker June 29, 2023 at 2:22 AM Who’s to say a crush isn’t love? Yet the past is past. A new fragrance appears! Imbibe it! Warmest congratulations on POTW, Jim, enjoyed your exquisite poem immensely Jim Slaughter June 29, 2023 at 9:37 AM It usually is...to begin with. Thank you, U S.

Daisy Meadows June 26, 2023 at 10:30 PM A lovely poem. Congratulations on your POTW. Jim Slaughter June 27, 2023 at 11:27 AM Thank you, Jeanette.

Rev. Catherine Cassell June 26, 2023 at 10:17 AM Congratulations on poemof the week. The text has a great flow and the subject is continuous. Jim Slaughter June 26, 2023 at 10:50 AM Thank you.

Brandy Nicole June 25, 2023 at 5:15 PM Love is a powerful emotion indeed, and when you're very young; you don't truly understand how delicate it is. Your thoughts caress softly around me and my heart. This is beautiful and tender, all at the same time. Congratulations Jim, on Poem of the Week. My best to you. Hugs, Brandy Jim Slaughter June 26, 2023 at 10:50 AM Brandy, thank you so much.

Malabika Ray Choudhury June 25, 2023 at 4:36 PM Congratulations on your POTD - a heartfelt romantic poem! "They say the first love is the best remembered" - very true. BW ~ Mala Jim Slaughter June 26, 2023 at 10:49 AM Thank you, Mala.

Paula Goldsmith June 25, 2023 at 8:54 AM Congratulations on your POTW win. A powerful write/ending. Have blessed day/week writing away........................ Jim Slaughter June 25, 2023 at 9:41 AM Thank you, Paula.

Linda Alice Fowler June 25, 2023 at 6:10 AM Sweet and romantic Jim. I love your line: "...I fell in love with love's illusion...". Congratulations on POTW! :) Jim Slaughter June 25, 2023 at 9:42 AM Thanks, Linda. So often, I fear, when one is very young, an "illusion" is all love is.

Bill Baker June 25, 2023 at 6:03 AM Powerful poetry, Jim. Congratulations on your POTW honor. Enjoy your special day! Bill p.s. I went to school with a Jim Slaughter in San Angelo back in the 60's. Could that be you? Bill Baker June 28, 2023 at 4:53 PM I think I knew you from Angelo State University 64-66. SAC back in those days. Just a memory, Nothing is for sure these days. lol Have a good week! Bill Jim Slaughter June 25, 2023 at 9:44 AM Bill, thank you. No...I grew up in a small town not too far from San Angelo, but never lived there.

Tania Kitchin June 25, 2023 at 6:02 AM Jim, a well penned heart felt poem, congratulations on POTW! Jim Slaughter June 25, 2023 at 9:44 AM Thank you, Tania.

Lin Lane June 25, 2023 at 3:14 AM I think “they” who say our first love is remembered are correct. Those memories have a special place in our hearts that can never be erased. Congratulations on your beautiful lines being the choice for poem of the week, Jim. Jim Slaughter June 25, 2023 at 9:44 AM Indeed they do, Lin. Thank you.

Michael Tor June 20, 2023 at 12:56 PM Wow !!! Jim this is so much appreciated by me. For I have personally experienced these fine words you have written. Really hits home and is a favorite. Thank you for posting my friend... Jim Slaughter June 21, 2023 at 11:19 AM Thanks, Michael. You are, indeed, one of the lucky ones.

Kim Rodrigues June 20, 2023 at 11:32 AM “Until death do we part” - not sure that true love ends then but perhaps the book is closed. The chapters that follow leaving one alone unless they find another worthy soul, maybe not the same kind of love but a companionship, a type of second love…could be wonderful. My Dad is 85 and missing his wife…he keeps with his routine, which adequately gets him through each day. Love pulls the heart strings. Enjoyed your poem, Jim! Jim Slaughter June 20, 2023 at 12:43 PM Thank you, Kim.