There was a man I knew
and just knowing him
made me think of poetry.
Loving him, I learned
that accepting love
is as important as giving it
and the not-so-subtle difference
between loving lukewarm
and loving red-hot.
Love like that
can make you stupid -
a total-immersion kind of stupid,
but it made me want
to read poetry.
In a different time
and a different place
it might have worked
but it was over
and when the last page was turned
he was only a man I knew
just one perfect memory
and because I loved him
I write poetry.
I just had a man come back in my life after 24 yrs. I love this write. Saving it. AIAB
I read this poem, and there he was - - the one who got away. To this day I love and remember him as tho' he was here yesterday (it's been over 30 years.)
C.J. The emotional imagery is superb! As I read the poem the words stirred similar rememberences... thank you, Mike
agree with the ladies, C J. Magnifique!
Boy this was a bittersweet one.
You have to thank this man, it would be a pity keep inside, you are a very good writer
being inspired by someone is nice. a large help when writing
Yes, there is always one who exerts a lasting influence on our lives. Read mine – Love’s Dirge - Adeline
A very touching poem of love. Love that was once bright had dimmed. poetry gives you the freedom of expression. It does not place boundaries on you. Nice write, .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
I love this witty poem—the down-to-earth rhythms and tone, and the frank acceptance that the speaker did learn from the situation. Most importantly, the speaker did receive a wonderful gift: POETRY (and that has made all the difference!) A pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing.