' La Mort De L'amour- Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr
' La Mort De L'amour-
Said, you needed some time, so I watched you walk away,
determination was never a suit of strength worn by you.
I hadn't seen you in weeks after you claimed your freedom,
I never chased anyone who I felt didn't want to be caught.
This morning I heard a gentle tap, tap, tap at my door.
Yes, I had a feeling your freedom would not be a lasting one,
this was on my mind as I took a slow walk through my vestibule;
It wasn't you at the door but instead a local state trooper;
He said they found you face down in the River Eau de Claire,
a picture of us in your wallet, and an illegible penned note.
You said you needed time, so I respected your wish and let you go..
I really thought you would call me.... when you'd had enough time.
FjR-MMXVII
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*Authors Note*....As with the all of my work, the above
work is but fictional tell-tale...Still hope you enjoy.
FjR
I enjoyed this narrative very much...Thank you for posting it Frank.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:05:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is chilling. Even with a title like 'The Death of Love', you weren't expecting it to end with a literal death. Like the main character, I thought she was returning. I suppose that she'd wanted him to beg her to come back, or at least to say that he missed her. How tragic that a bit of miscommunication could bring about the end of someone's life!