I forgot your eyes open in my heart;
Whenever I close mine, you look at me:
Would that look ever meet my eyes again?
Would my heart ever bounce gleefully
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Just fabulous! Loved this endearing poem. Top score and to my favourite!
A unique love poem! Fascinating poetic expression: When Love was young, jocund and jolly, My sound-elated heart sung melodies of love'. Loved reading it.......................10
I think Daniel has given a complete interpretation to the poem with which I agree entirely, particularly your use of the archaic in the middle of the poem.. It does show the 'past' of love.. On a personal note, I had too seen many a love turn into almost indifference as time goes on.. It is really sad, but maybe a reality.. A wonderful poem Miheala.. Just wonderful.
Jocund and jolly! Roused at your memory. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
What a love! That permanent presence in absence, That balmy warmth around my heart, Roused at your memory.
this is beauuuuutiful, love should always be sweet... i think so
That permanent presence in absence, - beautiful line. Memory is again the key player. Yeah, love is unfailing and inescapable. thanks for this brilliant poem
When love was young - Love ages just as we do? But at a faster rate? Your poem answers both of those questions YES. That adds another layer of loss to the palimpsest of our emotional lives. Many poems nudge me toward a new way of seeing something, this one got inside me and took over for a while. The stanza that moved me was the third which you identified as a NOVEL CADENCE. The rhymes and slightly archaic language pulled into the poem's core of loss, it's a large open space with memories crowded into a corner. It will be cathartic to re-present those memories to the sad but enlightened heart. But a poem like this does not prevaricate or equivocate. It tells the truth, the worst of it is in remembering the sweet things in the first stanza. Remembering in the later stanzas is of a different order, it's almost impersonal, almost restorative. The light is returning!
When the love is young there is an element of magic in it, but when it ages they unlike wine may lose its sheen. In this context, I am reminded of Shakespeare's sonnet No.116 which while providing a contrasting viewpoint goes on to say, ' Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.' Your poem is thus one half of the story and the Shakespeare's poem is another half of the story. Both the stories are true and they combine to make the life whole. A superb poem.10/10
Sparkle Diamonds Laugh Life Choice I love the sound of a smile in a voice eyes that sparkle diamonds laugh life choice dusting off silk spiderweb memory lines Copyright © Terence George Craddock Written in March 2015 on the 27.3.2015. Inspired by the poem 'When Love Was Young' by Mihaela Pirjol. Dedicated to the poet Mihaela Pirjol.
loved this poem, this line especially haunts, 'Now, a novel cadence echoes lost within'; I also love the sound of a smile in a voice, eyes that sparkle, thus your poem roused memories 10+ :)
i like the poem, but I love the first line Bravo!