Rena Kizilisik

Rookie - 1 Points (11/10/1963 / Miami, Florida)

The Blues: Ode To Robert Emmett Tansey - Poem by Rena Kizilisik

Walking home from school
Just a young girl
Already so bold and beautiful
Infatuated with a blue eyed boy

Who carries her books to school each day
Though 'thank you' he never hears
He carries her books anyway

McCarthy on his Witch Hunt
Truman building bombs
She thinks only of blue
His favorite color
And now hers as well

The blue of his eyes
And the little bit of blue she would carry
On their wedding day

He can only think of
Wild imaginings

He fails to notice that she blushes
Each time he passes her way
And 'I Love You' he cannot yet say

But as they grew he would find
That she was always on his mind

Their hearts would then be joined
For eternity
And 'I Love You' he did say on that day
He says it to her every day
As she is on his mind still
Even against his will

Growing old in a cold cruel world
He gives her his love
Even though his love is not returned

Each night as he sleeps
He dreams of her still
And has the blues
His Love Lost
But never gone

Her wild beauty
And the passionate love they made
Kissing her lightly on the cheek
Before he falls asleep each night
To dream of her beautiful face

With still so much love to give
He is chastised
And spit on

In spite of the Navy cap he wears
And the pieces of his soul he gave
So others could live
Gone forever, never to be returned

Damage done
Never to be repaired
He carries

His burdens
No one will help him carry
So he must carry them alone
And only God he knows

Rarely given even a glance
Though his genius still prevails
His love seldom returned
He still loves anyway

If you are willing to stop
But for a moment
'I Love You' you will hear

Love does that to you now and again
If it's true love

Love will always remain
Freely given to a different wild girl
This time
In pain and suffering
With books too heavy to bare

A life saved
Simple nourishment
He provides her
And a book to read
Which he will carry
For her each day

And she will say 'Thank You'
This time
For a gift from God
With blue blue eyes

And this girl too
Thinks only of blue
And she says 'I Love You'
Though she too has the blues

Rena Birk-Kizilisik©

Topic(s) of this poem: blues, love, ode

Form: Free Verse

Poet's Notes about The Poem

My Uncle Bobby, homeless and down and out has given me the gift of love and compassion during my darkest moments when no one else could. The most incredible poet I have ever encountered! I love you Uncle Bobby! Love jamming to the Blues with you! ! 'That's Right'

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 10, 2016

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 10, 2016

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