The winter garden lies in silence
upon a carpet of withered memories,
petals that once simmered crimson,
emerald lushness, crumbling, faded,
into parchment upon the wind
If the heart had known
its greatest love was destined
to be an annual,
would it have planted the seed,
to blossom, only to fade?
26 January 2011
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You've pulled me away from writing my Open Letter To Sputnik (yup, gonna be a doozey) through the sheer force of your poetic art. It called to me.
ReplyDeleteI recall a line from City of Angels (1998):
"Never date a man who knows more about your vagina than you do."
No wait, that's not it.
"I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss of her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it. One."
I was going to say, "Better to have loved..." and then I read the Goodfather's statement.
ReplyDeleteDitto.
I believe the heart would, yes. Beautiful imagery and emotion here.
ReplyDelete"Your love is never wasted
If your heart is true
All that you're giving
Will always come back to you
In the strangest of ways
On your darkest of days
All that you're giving out
Will surely be coming back to you" -- Howard Jones
beautiful. sad. love hurts, bro.
ReplyDeletegoodfather made you laugh a little tho, right.
holy crap, his comment was hideously funny :)
@Rene, yeah, I thought about that after I posted. Actually looked for the 'o shit, delete' button.
ReplyDeleteI got hideously funny DOWN.
Oh, well done! The answer is always yes. We can't help ourselves. What a missed life if we say no.
ReplyDeleteI had a more serious comment in mind, but then I read Goodfather's and it disappeared. Sorry.
ReplyDeleteThat brief bit of blinding color is worth it. I think that some things are just made to be brighter for the short term.
ReplyDeleteone can never say the greatest love has already come and gone when one is still alive :)
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