Daver Austin Poet Free verse

Unforgettable

UNFORGETTABLE 

What has it been?
The many, many years flock together
And she’s never been out of mind

Her gentle femininity
That almost apologetic smile
Blend eternally with the multitude

Nor had I tried to efface that opaque vision
No    I kept it close upon my awareness
In a cherished area of soul

Alas she sits now beside me
Nothing      absolutely nothing has changed
That sweet nausea has returned    and even
      stronger my yearning

When one loves    really loves
The fated friendship may be fraught
With restraint

Yes    our two loves differed
Perhaps hers the truer
But    for me    a waking, lesson taking
      perhaps lifetimes to comprehend

Oh she still loves me
In her antiseptic way
Innocents project their feelings    are dumb
      cannot lie

And she blithely tells me of her new guy
Ah    this strange love is blind on either side
I wish her happiness

Dave Austin

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Pete Yuhas January 14, 2016 at 3:28 PM Very nice daver, a forever heartache.

Elaine George December 30, 2015 at 5:48 PM Yes!! IN this life , if we are lucky, we encounter those rare special breads that sear themselves on our very soul...right my friend????

Poet Destroyer A December 30, 2015 at 3:03 PM Daver, I've been here going 6 years. It makes me happy to see you are still here. I see why some people are unforgettable..... Happy New Years... Always ~LINDA~

Connie Marcum Wong December 24, 2015 at 2:12 AM This poem reveals so much about the human spirit Daver, and the way we love. Borrowing from Ms Browning...how do I love thee, let me count the "different" ways. Your words ring so true in this beautiful tribute to the one who got away.#7 Daver Austin January 16, 2016 at 3:36 PM With me, I write 50 or more to get one good one. Thanks for your meaningful comment as I consider this that one of fifty. More love, Dave Daver Austin December 24, 2015 at 1:08 PM Thanks, Connie. You know that old song, "When you grow too old too dream?" At 86 I still dream of her, but realize she was probably the daughter I never had, there being nothing really sexual about the relationship. She was 20 years younger than I, after all. Love, Dave

Constance La France December 23, 2015 at 10:43 PM Dave, this is really wonder, a lovely read, well done ~

Francine Roberts December 21, 2015 at 12:29 AM awesome write Dave, very much enjoyed this nostalgic piece Francine Roberts December 21, 2015 at 12:29 AM oh and Merry Christmas

Skat A December 20, 2015 at 7:02 PM Daver, stopped by to enjoy some of my favorite and best poets of 2010 - 1015 :) Hope you are well enjoying what is left of 2015. Sending an early Christmas Message with Hugs. May you have a blessed Christmas and a happy New Year. Good luck in all you do during 2016. ~SKAT LOVE~