When you've loved someone,
As much as you're capable of,
Just let them go. Even better,
Don't write about them- ever.
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Patti, very sound advice, But, very few will heed.i love that you left us a riddle to solve. (it took me a few minutes) But, I solved it! . Nicely done.
one letter difference? loser/lover? oh, i see 'Pamela S.' is trying to be funny in her comment. not too bad. very well done. i approve, but i'm sure MANY women have written reams about ME! PLEASE! tell me you are not using epitaph literally! ! ! ep·i·taph ˈepəˌtaf/ noun noun: epitaph; plural noun: epitaphs a phrase or statement written in memory of a person who has died, especially as an inscription on a tombstone. synonyms: elegy, commemoration, obituary; inscription, legend the epitaphs on their tombstones this is going into my/our all-female June 2017 showcase. ok? i'll probably send the showcase to you when it is ready...or almost done. bri :) Thanks. and to MyPoemList.
I losed this! Very clever, well written, and actually, for a poet, great advice. I read through this to the end, digesting every word. So much to write about in this, but really, just well done. Moving forward and on...Thanks!
Excellent Ms. M...and I concur with your philosophy, here...Been a long time....Hope all is well in your world, young lady! ~FjR~
Very well said. Great advice. I would suggest a few minor changes to make it even better: 1) Capitalize God in the third line of second verse and add an apostrophe: For God's sake... 2) Add an apostrophe AFTER the s in the next line: ... for others' eyes to see Congratulations on having it selected as poem of the day!
Lovely and well articulated piece of poetry penned with conviction. I concur with your perspective on the subject. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Over the years why did I Miss this one very well said Patti a message indeed and the last line lover from loser great...regards
When we sleep with the lover's of our pasts it is in cold beds. Great message. What was that little gal's name I met in the Canary Islands. Oops, there I go.
Yes, Patti, Very refreshing poem. So true. Why keep dwelling in the past! There is always something better at the door, we may never meet if we keep locking ourselves up in the gloom and doom of self-pity and hatred.
sweet sweet sweet sweet poem.. filled with love... only remembrance can bring such charm
young age with aged mind.10. Don't try to re-start fire from a faded puff of smoke. the nicest line. shan
I write my best poems with a broken heart. It helps me write a lot better than love does. Thanks anyway