This week, the New What’s Going On blog has given the theme of “Rift” as its inspiration for our literary offerings. Lost love is of course a universal theme and much ink has been used writing of thwarted, unrequited, misplaced, duplicitous and otherwise frustrated love. Here is my offering (just reminding you, that April in the Southern Hemisphere is the middle month of Autumn, corresponding to October in the Northern Hemisphere).
Love, Misbegotten…
I loved you, lost you, forgave you,
Love lost I gave you…
The end of April soon to come
And Autumn ripens like a juicy plum,
While moon fills, calm and silver,
The night cold, bright quicksilver.
I loved you, lost you, now all but forgotten
A love aborted, dead, misbegotten.
The end of April is so sweet
As memories, of foot so fleet,
That run by and disappear too quick –
Candle all burnt out with black wick.
I gave my heart, and lost it; as an apple rotten.
A love aborted, dead, misbegotten.
The end of April, and once again
Entices, binds with golden chain.
The moon gazes on, dispassionate
While dark of night, once passionate –
Now makes me feel the weight of many years.
I loved you, lost you, now all but forgotten
A love aborted, dead, misbegotten.
The end of April covers, seals,
And ultimately time passing, heals.
From apple seed, from rotting fruit
A new tree sprouts, takes root.
My heart regenerates, and love again dries tears.
No more heartache, no sadness, fears.
This poem is set to music, and you can find all references to my music in my “Otidorchestre” channel, or listen to it on YouTube, Spotify, Amazon, Deezer, Flo, Pandora, and other music sharing sites.
" dark of night, once passionate –
ReplyDeleteNow makes me feel the weight of many years." A startling admission in the midst of this regenerative poem! And I like it, as it gives the speaker more dimension. And, in song, the highs and lows emphasize the repeated phrases. Another good pairing of music and lyric.
Thank you, Susan. Our life is full of highs and lows and we constantly bathed in these changing and sometimes surprising changes...
DeleteThe heart regenerates and love blossoms again yet that rift faintly lingers in memories. The song is an added bonus. You have an amazing voice Nick.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sumana, not it is not me singing. I write the words and dictate what the singer should sing. It is amazing nowadays that we can get and artificial voice to sing what we have created!
DeleteSometimes it takes a while to get over a love lost after one gives one's heart so deeply, thinking it will never end....but then it does. But as your poem concludes, you show that one's heart CAN regenerate and find love again. And the tears are washed away. A poem with feeling, Nick. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mary. The world is full of amazing people and if we let ourselves trust again, it is true, love can reawaken.
DeleteA poem of hope where the gift of love heals the heart again. Lovely !
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rall!
DeleteMemories of lost loves linger. I love the message in the concluding stanzas, that broken hearts heal and can find love again.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sherry!
DeleteI love the use of repletion and the beautiful imagery in contrast to the feeling of loss - wonderful! Jae
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jae!
DeleteYou went through a lot, liking the new root. I am hoping this will be better. On July 10th I rote of my ordeal. Time heals!!!
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I think we all have our fair shares of wrong starts and bad relationship problems, Jim. I am glad that you were able to find your soul mate and be happy in your life.
DeleteThank you for sharing
ReplyDeleteThank you, Cloudia!
Delete"The end of April covers, seals,
ReplyDeleteAnd ultimately time passing, heals.
From apple seed, from rotting fruit
A new tree sprouts, takes root."
I like the fact that you leave us with hope.
Where would we be without hope!
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