By What Right? Poem by Lora Colon

As always a powerfully expressed lament over love seemingly lost. The question that occurs to me Lora though is first is this Love really lost if you still feel it. Surely there is something there that still stands to give your heart hope? Secondly I wonder if you are really addressing God here. You do ask the Creator of Life how He/She/It cannot empathize with your plight and come to your aid, but then address an unknown you that is not capitalized as the real source of your angst for the rest of the poem. Could this you then be Satan and not God or more interesting still, since you seem to accept no responsibility for what has happened in any other way, might this be a Freudian slip that is really acknowledging a part of Lora that acts as a destructive force to the real Lora's dreams of self-actualization? Also none of us actually live in Eden anymore, so it is surely not a reasonable expectation of this life that you and the man you love should frolic there freely? I'm guessing that Hell's abyss would not allow the rest of us to hear your lament either or empathize with the palpable loneliness you express here so well. The salvation of this poem (and you) for me is that you still understand the sacred nature of both truth and love. Clearly, I think, the real God has not deserted you! : -) Just what I think!

This is really amazing....True love survives all the hardships..... Though all has fallen, my love stands! I really liked it...

Another lovely poem Lora. A lament for a love that was, inexplicably, taken away. The flame within you burns as brightly. Precious memories. Tender love buds, ready to bloom, Now withered and frozen in time.