YESTERDAY HAS MY HEART
I scribe these words to my dear Ms. Yesterday
Lest she remain unawares of how I’m doing since she walked away
Pardon me for preconceiving that she might care
But in my life a lady like her was remarkably rare
She is young in heart, body and soul
And to remain youthful was her one and only goal
I’d run with her in the morning and walk at night
And the funny thing is the moon was out but she made the sky bright
My dear Ms. Yesterday if you care to know how I am now
Just think about the sodden sorrow any loss can endow
My tears are the only gift my sadness has to give
And probably will remain so as long as I live
So Ms. Yesterday, must I remind you of when I watched you leave with my heart
You packed it in your luggage which a gentleman wheeled on a cart
Suffice it to say my dear I was overwrought and am not doing well
However, I would be faring a lot better if this note was delivered to you in hell
© 2011.…Phreepoetree (it’s difficult to keep these poetic incarnations straight)
Categories:
preconceiving, romance
Form: Quatrain
MS. YESTERDAY HAS MY HEART
I scribe these words to my dear Ms. Yesterday
Lest she remain unawares of how I’m doing since she walked away
Pardon me for preconceiving that she might care
But in my life a lady like her was remarkably rare
She is young in heart, body and soul
And to remain youthful was her one and only goal
I’d run with her in the morning and walk at night
And the funny thing is the moon was out but she made the sky bright
My dear Ms. Yesterday if you care to know how I am now
Just think about the sodden sorrow any loss can endow
My tears are the only gift my sadness has to give
And probably will remain so as long as I live
So Ms. Yesterday, must I remind you of when I watched you leave with my heart
You packed it in your luggage which a gentleman wheeled on a cart
Suffice it to say my dear I was overwrought and am not doing well
However, I would be faring a lot better if this note was delivered to you in hell
© 2011.…Phreepoetree (it’s difficult to keep these poetic incarnations straight)
Categories:
preconceiving, love
Form: Quatrain
YESTERDAY HAS MY HEART
I scribe these words to my dear Ms. Yesterday
Lest she remain unawares of how I’m doing since she walked away
Pardon me for preconceiving that she might care
But in my life a lady like her was remarkably rare
She is young in heart, body and soul
And to remain youthful was her one and only goal
I’d run with her in the morning and walk at night
And the funny thing is the moon was out but she made the sky bright
My dear Ms. Yesterday if you care to know how I am now
Just think about the sodden sorrow any loss can endow
My tears are the only gift my sadness has to give
And probably will remain so as long as I live
So Ms. Yesterday, must I remind you of when I watched you leave with my heart
You packed it in your luggage which a gentleman wheeled on a cart
Suffice it to say my dear I was overwrought and am not doing well
However, I would be faring a lot better if this note was delivered to you in hell
© 2010.…..free cee!
Categories:
preconceiving, angst
Form: Quintain (English)
Life is contradictive but never predictive,
Concealing but never deceiving, preconceiving or vindictive,
Only addicted to our own restrictions of right and wrong,
To the places we are and the places we belong,
We pick the places that we feel like we are much more strong,
Because where we want to be is too far or too far gone,
But life can be revealing if you trust where you are drawn,
It's about the life you'll forge, not what you've done or have foregone.
Categories:
preconceiving, lifelife, places,
Form: Free verse