Such is love like dormant desert dunes amidst their decubitus decline,
Bewitching barmecidal brides beckon my last drops of desire…
Overwhelming obelus and ototoxic behavior in loves' great divide,
For the howling desert winds evaporate my love through eviternity…
Floccinaucinihilipilification flutters thru my mind upon dusty dunes.
Decubitus...The posture adopted by a person who is lying down.
Barmecidal...Illusory or imaginary and therefore disappointing.
Obelus...Serving as the sign indicating a division.
Eviternity...Eternal existence.
Floccinaucinihilipilification...The action or habit of estimating something as worthless.
I used these particular words...to show how sometimes love can be dormant & dying...plus dusty lol
Feb.02.2020
Exalted Words
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Placed 1'st...Thank You
Categories:
eviternity, angst, lost love, sorrow,
Form: Free verse
Oft' I wonder if that old sycamore tree in the meadow yet stands,
Where as youth on languid summer days we sat holding hands;
And if our initials within a heart we engraved upon its ancient bole,
Have withstood the raging storms or, alas, hath time taken its toll.
There in our innocent youth we pledged our love for all eternity,
And etched upon our hearts that love and devotion for eviternity.
Love transcended the treacherous shoals of life through all these years;
Brought us untold joy, and yes, sustained us through our fears and tears.
Though our walk is a bit unsteady and our hair is now a silvery gray,
We still unabashedly hold each others hands and say "I love you" every day.
Lord, how I pray that old sycamore tree in the meadow yet stands,
Where our love blossomed on languid summer days as we sat holding hands.
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Categories:
eviternity, love,
Form: Rhyme