Sean Godley

Rookie (17/11/1981 / Cavan, Republic of Ireland)

Soul - Poem by Sean Godley

and the lovers look so happy as
they walk the smiling streets and holding hands
and gaze into each others eyes like love
has found a mirror with which he can regard
himself his looks his curling hair which falls
just as she wants it yes out in the streets
they walk and warm they say their little things
that give rise to smiles and almost laughs
and a movement closer arm in arm
they are together and I watch them with
stomach turning rumbling that chides
the way I wake alone and try to fight
the nagging fear the day will never come
when I have a woman at my side
and I am looked upon with jealous eyes
by some lonely soul that fears his death
will go unnoticed and be unremembered.
but maybe this soul will lack the guile
to forge within his thoughts as i do now
a thousand arguments that intervene
with cold intensity and homely truth
with shouts and slaps and doubts and brooding rage
between the seldom moments of warm love
that these lovers share in public realms
if so i fear for this poor lonely soul
his heart will never heal if he does not
see all the broken violent roads that love
has to traverse before it can lament
for one short night before another year
of hardened travel through the moonlight fear

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 18, 2006

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