Best One That Got Away Poems
If a poet falls in love with you
you will live forever.
Atticus Finch - To kill a mockingbird.
In the midst of conundrums, of 'what ifs.'
I dislike the ocean,
its bitter saltiness, brings no joy.
Perched safely, upon the highest cliff,
watching waves surge upon the shore.
They are a constant reminder of
how you waved goodbye.
Each ripple carried you away - forever.
Lost in reflection,
sentimental memories remain eternal.
Recalling how the sun caressed your face,
mirroring your spirited smile -
like a lantern in my darkness.
Still unforgettable -
the joy in those soulful eyes -
each time you glanced at me.
Nonchalantly, I would follow you.
As we walked without a care -
you never seeming to tire.
In our youthful playground,
rusty see-saws and swings
still remember our laughter and tears -
that first sophomoric kiss
and I can still taste you.
When night would arrive,
there was no fear, hand in hand.
You were like a mystical pixie,
glowing in the enchantment of moonlight -
it would illuminate through your eyes.
We could have danced all night,
our souls ascending to the heavens.
But, I was afraid of new horizons,
because, I knew you would depart -
just like a shooting star.
Without thinking,
I broke your heart -
before you could heal mine.
I remain in the silence of 'what ifs.'
But, I smile, content -
knowing that once there was a time,
your heart and mine,
merged like day and night.
Simple Musing
4 July 2020
This is a fictional poem.
An example for the 'One who got away' contest.
Was cleaning my goldfish bowl
in the bathroom one day,
put "Goldie" in the bathroom
sink temporarily to play,
Tried to hurry so I could
put her back in the bowl,
when unknowingly she leapt
like a dolphin into the commode,
Meantime, my weak bladder was a disruption,
so stopped what I was doing before it erupted,
finishing up and giving the royal flush,
not realizing Goldie was gone forever with a swift "GUSH!"
Felt guilty when I eventually found out,
should've known something was up by Goldie's pout,
if I had known would've brought her to fish therapy,
instead of accidentally having had her a burial at sea,
Then I thought maybe she's still alive,
maybe she'll be like that fish Nemo and survive,
swimming around somewhere making new friends,
hopefully not swimming into a dead end,
Wondering if she would get bullied or eaten,
I walked around sobbing like I'd been beaten,
feeling like a criminal who was pet negligent,
I finally made an appointment to see a fish therapist!
Every year our vacation was always the same. Two
weeks of fishing, playing, eating and being together
on the river. We had no electricity, no TV, and we
all loved it. The four cousins had time to get to know
each other and to just be kids. In the woods, on the river,
building forts and damns, catching frogs, campfires,
and , of course, fishing.
One day, when everyone else had given up and the kids
were playing on the bank, I hooked on to a BIG one.
I started to scream and shout...they all gathered round
to urge me on, give me advise and to share my
glorious moment. My tackle was not rigged for
salmon, but we could soon tell that's what I had.
For at least 15 minutes I was a star, playing that
fish, back and forth, until he was close to the
bank and we could see that he was a monster..
a big reddish salmon.
My niece, who was about 10, jumped into the
water to help me land him, and then, disaster struck.
He spit the hook, flashed his tail, and off he swam.
We all stood there in stunned silence..not knowing
whether to laugh of cry. I did a bit of each.
The story has become the stuff of legends, the story of
Aunti/Mom and the "one that got away"..really, its
more the story of the bond of family and times that
were so precious.
For the One That Got Away contest...
Eyes mist in memories of your magical smile.
Did you forget me, I wonder?
Would we have been friends if nothing else?
Lost in time, I search the sky and see your face
in clouds, hear your voice in soft rain showers.
Our laughter still hangs on warm breezes
of summer like a sentimental love song so long ago.
Holding my hand, you bathed me in your glow.
The afternoon sun dimmed in the light of you.
One kiss sent me spinning in your orbit,
and my world collided with yours.
Like a stone sinking to your ocean floor,
I never wanted to surface.
We spent every waking moment together –
one breath, one voice, one path, one love.
Our youthful dream was a fantasy,
one I never wanted to awaken from,
although many tried to shake me from its grip.
Eternally, I would have climbed to your mountaintop
to entwine myself in the soulful essence
of your earth and sky.
If only you had stayed, I may have loosened
our threads to find my own breath,
or more likely, I would have held my breath longer
just to be another note in your melody.
We will never know now what might have been then.
You changed our destiny,
my light source,
and my trajectory.
We thought our love was written in the starlight
of our days and nights -
always present, always true, always leading us to each other.
Now, I am married to another,
but I often wonder…
Written 7/7/20
Contest - The One That Got Away
Sponsor - Silent One
Falling for her was like summer rain,
First drizzle, then hurricane;
With thunders, with lightning, heavy and fast,
Meant to dishevel, but never to last.
Being with her was an autumn fire,
Vibrant and quiet, a bright red desire.
For she was fresh coffee brewed in the morning,
And you were vodka down her throat burning.
She was Sundays sleeping in with your T-shirt on,
She was nights spent late, talking ‘till dawn,
But you were bare feet on cold ground,
An old toy in a box of lost and found.
Falling out of love with her
Was made of details in a blur.
A door slammed, a few regrets,
Late nights buried in cigarettes,
Voices breaking, ‘could have been’s,
Driving off roads made of dreams.
Her, a wild tale without age,
You, who loved her page by page.
The one that got away will forever remain a mystery.
And any thing said about it will forever remain a theory.
We met at a very young age, perhaps the age when love
Was considered 'puppy love'. We lived in different states,
Some 75 miles apart which always kept the relationship
Rather loose.
From about the age of 12 until my late teens, I always desired for the relationship to go forward. However, I later had serious doubts which were
confirmed by her not wanting a future with me. Chances are great that any lasting connection was really never meant to be, like a willow will never be an oak tree.
The party in question was one among at least ten or twelve.
The one that got away got buried in the deep portal of my heart.
So deep in fact that there was never any thought of resurfacing
After the disconnect. From around 1968 to 1970, the possibility
For reconnecting was there, but it never reached the level of probability.
Although my heart longed for what I thought would be a match made
In heaven, there was another who arrived in 1970 that replaced everything
I thought should have been and became far more than the one who got
Away. So in a sense, it died on the vine for lack of emotional norishment,
never realigning with me which is the way it was meant to be. From my mid
Teen years, I always have felt that I was pursuing something far bigger than myself, and I was determined to never allow anything or anyone to interrupt what and whom God had purposed for me.
I am happy and content with the one I have been married to for 48 years
That did not get away.
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THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY
If tame you want
'Tis fools you’ll get
While fishing in Life's sea
But if you go a trolling
You may catch a fish like me
Cast out your line-- prepare for war--
There’s not a moment’s peace
And you'll forget your one nightstands
Heart grabs the tradewind breeze
Oh I had loved you mighty
Knocked the pluck right from your sails
Gave you babes and warmed your nights
And handled your details--
And fool you were to throw it back --
A love that topped them all
But one last chance awaits you here
To heed the siren's call
So swim upstream and fight the gales
That plague the stormy sea
Think of my love that grabs your guts---
There is no fish like me
Victoria Anderson-Throop
Nov 24, 2012
You were my life’s foundation,
There won’t ever be another one, no,
Horrified with my transformation,
I remember you as the light in the snow.
These times we had; we kissed, we cuddled, we had a blast.
The world seemed ever so vast,
For when you were with me,
The days would eternally last.
As shining stars you shined so bright,
More than willing to take up the fight,
Ever so close to feeling the light,
But for you I’ll never be the mounted knight.
Because one day you shared your love with me,
The next; you could nothing but flee,
And with my world at your knees,
My life got turned to agony.
The blink of an eye made your love a rash,
Did you live a lie, which turned me to trash?
Where will I remain, forever in the past?
Who will know before my last.
Why did I myself mindlessly threw?
Hoping that in the end, there would be just you,
But I was the one among few,
Who truly felt how high you flew.
I could’ve been the lion or the hawk,
Everyone kept saying it was my own call,
Perhaps I was just too haunted by the thought,
That in the end; destiny suits us all.
The world’s most beautiful princess,
Wondering if you even miss me by inches?
Feeling nothing but distress,
I’ll never find one with qualities you possess.
And so here I sit with my heart of clay,
Trying to hide my now dearest gaze,
And I’ll be forever living, the rest of my days,
Knowing that this was the one, the one that got away.
You visit me in dreams…
Phantom of broken hearts, you materialize,
With a seductive smile on your lips –
And dagger blades in your liquid eyes…
Casanova of breathing corpses is what you are;
You murder young girls, with your charm –
Tell them they’re beautiful,
And before they know it they’re disarmed –
And writhing in your embrace, doomed…
Fated to become just another notch on your bedpost,
Another number on your tally sheet
And then reduced to mere ghosts
I was just another one of them, I know
To me you were a god, gorgeous and divine;
To you I was just a breathing toy
I was stupid to think you could ever be mine
I should have known of course
I had seen how the others had fallen
But somehow as soon as your lips touched mine,
All of their pain and heartache was forgotten
I thought that maybe this time would be different
That I could teach you how to love, to care…
God, what a fool I was –
Your heart always was too small to share
There is only enough room for you
No one else can squeeze or force their way inside
That’s why when you got bored of me
I was just tossed callously aside
Another corpse for the graveyard,
Another broken toy for the bonfire
And you, wolf-like, stalked into the night
Searching for another woman to quench your insatiable desire
Leaving me here in the dark,
Tears on my pillow, staining my pallid face
With a battered bleeding heart –
And all this love rotting, and going to waste…
The one that got away (Ten word challenge-2 Contest sample)
An AMBIVALENT mood engulfs me, as BITTERSWEET memories
meander in my mind.I was 15 she was 17,yes an older woman.
She was so ARCANE, mysterious, and FLAMBOYANT at the same time.
She was the QUINTESSENCE of sophistication, a LUSCIOUS ripe fruit
waiting for a TACTILE experience.
I was so innocent, so QUIESCENT in my thoughts, I felt I needed
an INTERCESSOR, to offer my IMMOLATION of love to her.
So, I asked my best friend to approach her for me, and ask her to dance.
They danced the night away together, yes she was the one that got away!
Sample for ten word challenge-2 contest
10 obligatory words to be used highlighted
in capital letters.
Give it a try!
Looking forward to your entry!
John Derek Hamilton
October26,2016
On the streets of a cold night i walk,
Its half-pass nine, and i recall
Its valentine's day, having no partner,
I sing out to the stars,
Throwing stones on the waters,
Cooling off my puffed anger,
looking up, i see brown,
An ex-lover, smiling endlessly at me,
Its you, the one i often call "the one that got away"
Finally having a date, i smiled all through,
We moved to a nearby restaurant,
There we exposed our secrets of leaving the ship,
He was so much of a glutton,
That was my excuse,
Was that really enough reason to leave?
Or i just had not figured out why,
He blushed saying
"you were too much of a snub"
A snub? i never knew i was, he never told me,
He always kept to himself leaving me with no clue.
I didn't just want to be a pest i guess.
Our past memories flashes through,
And i finally got the one that stole my heart ,
We could solve our little problems in our closet.
Sherry, The One That Got Away
By Rick Rucker
Sherry was the one that got away,
I remember her to this very day,
She was quite a winsome lass,
I was far below her class,
Her brother was a friend of mine,
I first met his sister, with a smile of Sunshine!
I went to his house to swim in his pool,
There, I made myself the perfect fool!
I was drying off, and standing there,
When out walked Venus, with raven hair!
I was not merely tongue tied,
Had I not averted my eyes, I might have died!
Just then, my heart suddenly stopped,
But for paralysis, I would have dropped!
Understand that I was shy,
Too afraid to talk to her, I won’t lie!
Just to make matters worse,
A song came out, to add to my curse,
Frankie Valli sang a song,
To, my embarrassment, prolong,
The title was graced with her name,
It made feel even more lame,
A line of the song asked her on a date,
To never have the courage to do that was my fate!
I had a rich fantasy life,
In it, she starred as my wife,
We were so much in love,
Birds serenaded us from above!
I imagined we had little need of clothes,
Writhing together, we would curl our toes,
Finally the balance of the Universe I had to restore,
I could not take it anymore!
I began to think like Machiavelli,
All because of Frankie Valli!
With her brother, I did pick a fight,
So that I could sleep at night,
So that I would see her never more,
In time, my heart became less sore.
In time, I learned to be more assertive,
Not merely giving girls glances, furtive,
I even fell in love and married,
But, sometimes at night, my thoughts tarried,
On the memory of that lovely girl,
Who, among the swine, she was a pearl.
Whenever I read about two people, married forever,
I kick myself for lack of guts I never,
Asked Sherry on a date,
Therefore could not become her mate,
I do not know what might have been,
Had I not been the most timid of young men.
I hope she has had a wonderful life,
I did, and a terrific wife,
But still I sometimes hear that song,
And instantly, I know that I did wrong!
Was Santa pushed? let the Jury decide
The Jury are gunning for Terry's hide
Terry then started to wail
Because they denied him bail
They then charged him with violent Santacide.
"Not guilty you cretins it wasn't me"
Judge asked" are you pleading insanity "?
While the Judge was distracted
Terry moved quick and acted
Hopped over the court railing and was free.
For now anyway
Written 30th November 2022
The One That Got Away
I remember back when, thinking of our future then
Neither knowing what forever was
Now that then has past, I know now, at last
It’s being young and in love
It hurts so much that sometimes we forgot
That love is forever, it is we who are not
I want to be what makes you happy
I want to save you from the dark
I wouldn't hesitate to take away all your pain yet sadly
You haven't let me steal your heart.
Even if the whole world turned its back
I'd still try
Even if you didn't love me back
I'd still try
Even if your heart turn cold
I'd still try
Because even in your darkest hours
I see warmth
I see strength
I see sorrow
I see your struggles and your pain
I see your honest intentions
I see through the walls you build up
I can walk right through them.
I don't see the mask you paint on
I don't see the character you pretend to play
I see past the insecurities
I see what's real.
I see you.
Your eyes might be sad
But your heart's always been true.