Treasure Island

Susan Lacovara

(1963 / New York)

Untitled, but entitled.....


He loves dark chocolates, old fashion penny candies
and horses....
And I wish he loved me....

Not the kind of crazy frenzied love, you knew as a schoolgirl,
But the love that comes from knowing your soul is safe,
Your secrets, safe...your sad stories, told
But safe...

He drifts in and out of his own sentence,
Leaving lines, canyons wide,
to read between.
I do my best to find only the honesty within them...
So that I may savor the sweet slivers
of an evening, spent
suspended from a cobweb thin thread
that connected us...
That I might revisit it on a rainy day...

He loves his dog, his Aunt, his throwback jams,
Led Zeppelin and the Yankees
And I wish he loved me...

For now, as before, I must surfice to be content
And be his winter hideaway

Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

(03/08/13) I have come to realize not every relationship needs a label...thus this poem is left untitled. He that is, knows who he is..and I await another chance encounter.

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  • Anthony Burkett (2/3/2014 4:05:00 PM)

    so wonderfully written... expresses a most delicious desire... softly... as it is meant to be... and should be... (Report) Reply

  • Danny Draper (10/28/2013 2:38:00 AM)

    I have a coat I rarely wear, it never gets too cold around here, but when I do it snuggles embracing me in in genuine welcoming warmth and that is enough. This fine write to me is about that coat and acceptance of enough when opportunity arises. Enjoy your coat and its warmth as chance permits. (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (9/22/2013 4:43:00 AM)

    An excellent poem with an eye catching title and a good explanatory note.
    The impressions have been so neatly drawn that everybody can see a clear picture.
    'He drifts in and out of his own sentence,
    Leaving lines, canyons wide,
    to read between.'
    So wonderfully expressed! 10/10. (Report) Reply

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