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Premium Member Love In My Twenties

Thinking back to my teenage years
 my early twenties, falling in love 
was so easy. 

Truth was a tightrope 
of winks and smiles, 
of the promise of tomorrow 
and today was just fine.

Youth 
in its wondrous ignorance 
sees art were cans of paint 
on a cloth of filth has spilt. 

Poetry with a guitar,

the weed that drove 
us to the depths of revelations. 

Dreams that lived in an endless 
stream of contradictions.

The Bee Gees asked
 "How do you mend 
a broken heart?" 

Oh the broken hearts
 I survived with all its drama.

The letters I would write.
She was Bunny
and I was Rab, short 
for Rabbit. 

Bunny,

“Hearts heal, but your walk 
loses a step or two, it loses its flare.

I miss you so much I just want to die! 
What happened to us?

It boggles my mind how easily 
you let go of US! 

Tears flow as I write. 
I guess I will survive 
but as so much less than I was!

I love you with every beat that is me, 
with every drop of blood that I have. 

I am only half. 
Without you there is no I.

Say Goodbye to who we were for me.
Say it one last time. 

Say Goodbye to every part of you 
that I will never touch again. 

I let you fly and you never came back. 
You were never mine.”

Rab!

Of course I would never send it. 
Within days I would be dipping 
the little redhead’s pigtail in ink. 

Those were the days my friend
we thought they would never end. 

That was love way back then. 
You would climb a mountain with 
your bare hands, change your mind 
and ride the crest of a wave you caught.

Who knew way back then 
in the throes of my anguish, 
in the pain of my lost loves, 
who knew how grand it was 
to be young and in love.

Can you taste Black Cat Gum in the air
it is the perfume of our youth, God Bless!

20~11~2014


My Love For You

10 years passed
I am still in love with you
I know we have moved on
We both have our different ways
But deep inside 
I have always loved you
I have always wished you well
My heart always beats
When I see your status green online 
I wait for you to text me 
Then you do 
With these sweet words 
You tell me that you miss me 
I know that we can’t be together
But I’m just fine 
I’m with someone else 
I love him dearly 
But the history between us
No one but us , only we can understand
I don’t love you as I used to 
But inside of me, there is so much love 
It’s deep 
It’s hard to explain 
In each part of me 
There is a place for you 
You hurt me , remember? 
You hurt me bad 
But somehow the pain turns in to pleasure 
My heart cries and cries 
But you are worth the pain 
I love my man 
I really do 
But you are a different type of love 
That only we can understand 
Your love makes my heart warm
Your love makes my heart bloom 
Today when you called me 
Talking about we were young and in love 
Something changed in me 
My heart wasn’t amused 
Suddenly I felt ... 
Im no longer in love 
With you 
I will still wish you well 
For the rest of my life 
But it’s time to earse 
The memory of you 
I turn off my messenger 
I don’t want to run into you 
My love for you is gone 
I’m free of you 
And 
I’m happier than ever
© Kaila B.A  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Untitled 1441

Young and in love, my heart swelled
With feelings so wild, passions
Growing so my heart marveled
Knowing that this love was blessed

Blessed by love, my hopes grew
Boundless song of dreams revived
Coloring my soul in rhythms I knew
Were meant to reveal love’s delight

Delighted by this love, time passed
As I felt the wonder so sweet
Promising to remain, always steadfast
Love so amazing, my heart keeps praising

Praising so these feelings never leave
Yet, time was passing and I could see
That love grows old, love to which I’d cleave
Remembering the songs we once sang

Singing of love who would forever flow
A river of grace, peace and hope
Rising and swelling with love who’d grow
Like the amazing joy it brings to hearts

Hearts feel more beautiful and more alive
Because of this love that will abide
Inside those who believe love can survive
Despite the past fears, the tears we’ve cried

Crying for the moments when love knew
Feelings and blessings, the beautiful truth
Love this special, so amazing, in my heart grew
With its own music playing, the softest tune

Tune of hope, song fading into the night
Reminding me, even in old age, I can believe
Where there is devotion that feels so right
There is a promise of love that cannot deny

Denying this love would pay such a price
This is a love that God blessed throughout life
Love that makes me feel, love to entice
Revealing the beauty of hearts who abide

Abiding with each other – just you and I
Reaching for the moon, seeing love’s light
Falling with the stars, way up in the sky
I know, with you, this love will not die

Dying to tell you what you mean to me
You are the reason for this love so sweet
You make a way for me to always be
Filled with this love that will never leave

Leave out love’s forgiveness and the pain
And you’ll have a love that is not real
We’ve had a real love, that grew in the rain
Showing our souls that love is more than a feeling

Feeling love means letting go of the fears
Remembering this joy that hearts have felt
Joy that comes despite the longing, the tears
Feelings that show us we have something real!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Point of No Return

We were young and in love
It was a gift from up above

You were my everything 
You caused my heart to zing

You got a brand new job 
Faraway with your uncle Bob

I went with you and left everyone 
Because this heart you had won

Your new job changed you instantly 
You worked long hours continuously

I never saw you and I got homesick
I missed my family and was always sick

I fell into a deep dark depression
Your love was no longer an obsession 
 
It could no longer reach me
It only brought me misery 

Looking back your job was everything 
It meant more and I didn't mean a thing 

You loved the power that it gave 
Our relationship couldn't be saved

Power became your new lover
You loved her like no other

The love that I gave wasn't enough 
I missed family and that was tough 

I longed to be reunited with them real bad
It would mean I failed, could I face dad?

As bad as I wanted too, I couldn't go back 
Growing up and moving out is so whack

This is a hard, hard lesson learned
that I was past the point of no return

12-05-16
Contest: Point Of No Return
Sponsor: Nicola Byrne
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Reduced To Tears

Now that I am in my sixties,
I look back on my life like the Sinatra song.
I was working and busy until a few years ago,
but then I fell, and everything went wrong.

When I was in my fifties,
I was in the start of a new career.
It wasn't what I wanted to do,
but at that point, it was the only path that was clear.

When I was in my forties,
Life seemed to be in the pink.
Little did I know,
it would soon all go down the drink.

When I was in my thirties,
my life was on the upswing.
A second love had saved my life,
I had a good job, a beautiful wife, and a new child from the hospital to bring.

When I was in my twenties,
Young and in love like a fool.
Dating and romancing and feeling life,
all while I was putting myself through school.

Way back when I was ten,
The kids on the block...we were always on the run.
Except when I was in school,
Learning the three "R's" from those persistent nuns.

I do not remember much before the age of five.
I did what most kids do I suppose.
Learning about the world one day at a time,
Never realizing how fast time really goes.

So here I am reflecting,
on all those sixty-plus years.
Remembering the growth, the loves, the ambitions,
A life of what could have been, now reduced to tears.
© Dan Cwiak  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member We Thought Forever Was True

"If forever is true, make it true, don't give it a second thought," ... by The Poet

"Okay kids, this is December's first day
so let's go in and see what it could be,"
[Oh my goodness ..., I thought she moved away]
"Kids, don't go too far." "Dad, I need to pee."
"Okay son, the bathroom's right over here."
"Go on inside, I'll be right here." [She looks
just the same, never aged a bit ... then, we're
young and in love ... me carrying her books
walking with her to our class ... and her laugh
... I can't get over that ... Ha, and her hair
still gets in the way ... we spent nearly half
of ... oh, she sees me ... (both smiling) then there
gone again ... we thought forever was true]
"Okay Dad, who's that?" "Thought someone I knew."
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Within His Heart

Sam gently strokes each page of their wedding album
Such happy memories frozen in time in those sepia photographs 
They were young and in love with their whole lives ahead of them …

Silent tears start to 


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Her memory lives on forever, within his heart.

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10~13~16

a visit

the visit


A knock on the door to my conscience
it was my brother, I hadn't seen for fifty years
while I have grown old, he has stayed the same
dark hair and pale, smooth facial feature 
When I was young, he was loved by many as
he had a pleasant nature and was always willing to
 Help people in need.
He had disappeared from us, for my mother 
a shock, he was the memory of birth she gave
When she was young and in love.
He was worried about our sister, who she missed 
her three children, although she had seen them 
growing up, she was not happy with the way
they had turned, critical and darkness of mind
like their father, she could not make contact with
as he existed in a warmer climate, impervious 
of fire, he was a helping hand in the kingdom 
best avoided, a place where laughter is a grim
grin of laughter that sounded like a scream 
My brother, since I was the oldest, wanted
to speak to her and press upon her other was
no way she could see them, but wait till they
one by one turned to her.
We spent an hour reminiscing about our
young years and he fatal fishing trip when
the strong current had grabbed and carried
him away from us
I had blamed myself for this tragedy and
had carried the burden of my guilt because
it was me who wanted to go fishing
No, it was not your fault for a reason we 
cannot understand it was the time for me to go
before he left promised, that one day, we will 
all be together again
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Remembrances of a Girl Raised On Radio

A child of the 60’s, I was raised on radio.
Times were changing, and it was a great time to live,
for the songs made you want to be good to yourself,
be happy to love and be happy to give!

By ‘69, with cosmetics I played.
The eyes of a woman from that decade were a sight!
Our lashes were  long, dark and so thick,
our lips pink and frosty; our mini-skirts tight.

In my fourteenth summer, one warm southern night
I dated a man with a positive touch.
The saying “Why can’t this night go on forever”
turns  real once you love somebody so much!

The man I was crazy for lived far away,
and the year 1970 soon came along.
“Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you.”
I sighed as I listened to James Taylor’s song.

A girl can’t help it when so young and in love.
All the radio‘s sad songs made me feel blue.
To the man who had jilted me, I’d  learn to say,
“It could have been you, but I’ll be fine without you!”


written Sept. 16, 2015 based on Album #2
 in the ALBUM TRACKS TELL STORIES poetry contest of James Fraser.
TRACKS: Girl Can`t help it, Postive Touch, Suzanne, Be Good to Yourself, Once You Love Somebody, Happy to Give, Raised on Radio, I`ll be Alright Without You, It Could have been You, The Eyes of a Woman, Why Can't this Night Go on Forever
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Hindsight Is a Wonderful Thing

when I married Mike
I thought that our marriage would last forever
but in retrospect
I should have listened
to my dear old pa
as he walked me down the aisle…
pa said I could put the brakes on the wedding
but I was young and in love

Mike simply
adored my sleek curves
and shapely body
he'd get my motor running
but soon the polish
wore off our relationship
and he began working late
at the car showroom
later, much later
I discovered his ‘work’ was taking place on the back seat of a Buick

I wish that pa had warned me
that one day
my used car salesman husband
would 'trade me in' for a much younger model!


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