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once treasured
three moments sweet refrain
sudden melancholy reigns
vexing a melody I despair
dubious success births fear
and much of what I see in you
a wicked judgement plainly view
dies this hope that we might bind
two converged in mind sublime
and your desires seem not mine own
but strangely loosed to any is sown
which reconciles to this single soul
solitary steps to walk unbowed
as gaily costumed friends take leave
together my singularity unrelieved
hoped for but missed the one embrace
your lovely smile promised in haste
that would have stilled this desperate ache
a weary effort now vainly made
for there was no one of two between us played
as you turn to speak again
one moment kindred, the next to friend
but this my eager mind before betrayed
and smiling outward inward hopes now slain
for only now must I return
to the lonely place I’ve earned
no more to venture lest I gain
a reason to embrace new pain
and relegate this vision, your face
within this deeply empty space
where once with hope did I pursue
the treasured memory of you
Spawned by laconic and indifferent novelists, I did not know that writing would become my profession until a poem composed on a chilly, wet October evening moved an acquaintance to tears. That poem was not written by me, but it was nonetheless inspiration enough to cause me to submit a succession of works to my college literary magazine. Years later, after the restraining order expired, I decided to make this my profession, despite the lack of any expression of enjoyment or understanding on the part of my few, but avid, readers. I only hope you find this as fulfilling as I. All posts © 2009-2010 All rights reserved. Use without permission will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law.
