Susan Lacovara Poems

It is not with the sadness,
Nor madness,
Of Van Gogh
That I exclude myself
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There it laid
what remained
of your snuffed out cigar
Just lying there...
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Love the sound of lifted laughter
Love the thought of ever after
Love is love, all love is love
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You were my very first friend
With sunlit yellow hair,
which directly complimented my dark mane
We were a pair, uniquely different...
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I can still see their faces, in the hallways of my mind
I can still feel the traces, of the love they left behind...
As the skyline changed and the whole world was rearranged
After the towers fell, we did rise.
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We didn't know better
Back then
How time would chase our dreams
Change them
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You could not have been any prettier
than a snowflake in the sun
How your silver frosted glistening glint,
So caught my eye, then melted, done..
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Did I forget my wrap,
draped over the winged back chair
in the room where you wrestled me
pinning me to your attention
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It startled me at first, so unexpected...
There between the yellowing pages
of a schoolgirl' s poured out poetry
a scripted note...
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Intermission over
Where have you been
The urgency in your voice
On nights when your missing me
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