Ph: Love: Lost Loves Poem by Brian Johnston
Ph: Love: Lost Loves
There must be a place, like an elephant bone-yard,
Where lost loves go to wait for a dance,
A place where perhaps they might not feel so lonely,
And can dream that they still have a chance.
In this beautiful place a blue ribbon's not bad,
And there's honor in just coming close,
All regrets here are shed like an unneeded skin,
Any thoughts that you failed - grandiose!
Where salt tears shed in vain simply transform to rain
That God sends us to nurture new growth,
And our paths to the future are all paved with gold,
Rainbow promises beckon us both.
For I swear long lost love you are still in my heart,
Know - we've not seen the end of God's plan.
Rejoice in the fact that till time comes to an end,
You are woman and I am a man.
June 4,2014
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Poet's Notes:
There is an old legend about elephants all going to a special place to die where the bones of their ancestors lie undiscovered, an incredible elephant cemetery. There is fabulous wealth to be found there because of all of the ivory (so it is a dream too of lost treasure) , but the mystery is really more about why they do it, is it genetic or is it an elephant ritual which indicates a sophistication hitherto unsuspected and certainly unproven?
This poem plays off of this legend to suggest that there is perhaps a special place where 'lost lovers' go as well and then speculates as to why they might want to do that.
Had there been a place like that, The lost loves would have been rescued. Could they share there sorrows and pains, Possibly may be a little lightened........ Wish that place is found one day For the lost lovers to console............................
Brian, I had never heard of this legend about elephants, it is unique as is your poem. Beautifully written, it gives some hope to those hoping to be reunited with a lost love. - A place where perhaps they might not feel so lonely, and can dream that they still have a chance - that line resonated within my mind - it's rhythm is stuck there with your words. I love it! Thank you, this was definitely a treat to my heart and mind. RoseAnn
If there exists such a place, I am sure it will be more populated than anyother place on Earth. There must be many who have found their love gone awry at one time or other in life..... What a wonderful rendezvous it would be and with what thrill and zest lost lovers will be heading towards that venue to have the bliss of being united with his/her lover! You have beautifully meshed together this idea with the elephant legend...! Thank you for your invitation to read this great write!
This is truly one of the most engaging poem I have ever read. It is beautiful in its sequence of creativity and love Brian. Excellent poem and thanks so much for sharing it - shobana
A beautifully-expressed poem. It brings to the surface the sad feelings about love gone awry. In our hopelessness, we find hope... and our tears serve a new purpose. In denying love is dead, we keep it alive. And who knows, it may just be in a coma - there may still be hope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/17/2025 12:47:29 AM # 1.0.0
If there is such a place, I would gladly like another chance to dance with a lost love. A glimmer of hope, you provide, that love awaits throughout all time. Lovely! PEACE