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Timmy's Journal - 9. Thief of Love - Gone - The Walk - Lovers

Four, yes four poems this week. An odd assortment.

Hi, since I'm still, yes still struggling with meter (oh boy) I decided to write some other poems this week. I was just frustrated at my inability to get meter! I understand it, but I can't seem to write it. No clue why. But I live in hope that one day.. it'll work in my little brain.

So here are my little offerings.

The first one, Thief of Love, is based on a sad story I heard of a love lost. I just had to write it.

Thief of Love

I said my vows to you.
Lived them, breathed them, and believed them.

Believed you.

But you forgot them didn’t you? Broke them,
smashed them, did you laugh while you did?

Trusted you.

You stole part of me I will never get back.
Forgive you? How can you forgive yourself?

This one, Gone, is a poem I woke up with one day ... very strange. I mentioned it a few weeks ago and said I'd post it once I'd sorted it out. I'm not sure I like it but here it is. I have no clue where this came from, it was there and I wrote it down.

Gone

There’d been peace in the valley,
before the ore men came.
Green had been flowering meadows
The river was never the same.

One day they’d come to look
at how the land did lie
Before we knew they’d come back too
Without any hue and cry

Machines they brought, that broke the ground
and dug a shaft so deep
Rivers were dammed; they tore up the land
Destruction ‘cross the valley- did creep

The hills are covered with slag
and the town’s people moved away.
Abandoned now – is the mine,
the ore men left the fray.

Behind them they left their dross
and they took the rest away.
They ruined our homes and land
- only, to our own, dismay.

Walk is an experiment. Like making crystals in the lab, rather than letting nature do it. I planted a seed in my thoughts and decided I would write about a walk. I think this is the first poem I decided I would write before it came to me.

The Walk

Shadows land on the lane, while leaves about us dance.
Like Michelangelo’s God and Adam - oaks and maples touch,
Under this bower made by trees,
We walk hand-in-hand.

Leaves of green and gold tumble and chase.
We scuff our shoes on the country road,
The dust kicked by our footsteps settles,
As we walk on hand-in-hand.

Chipmunks skitter and scratch, seeking food to store.
You look at me, pull me close and hold me tenderly,
I nod when you ask, love me?
Then we walk on hand-in-hand.

And finally this little one here. I think I was just in the mood, if you get me.

Lovers

Bodies touch, sweat slickens
Touches gentle, trace my jaw
Lips kiss, nibble, tongues explore
Softness, hardens as lovers meet

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Parker Owens

I'm first.
Walk is flat-out awesome. I love the imagery, the easy way you set and paint the scene and the day. And the hand-in-hand line, repeated, which to me is so simple and open and loving. At least, that's what your words let me see.
Thief makes me angry that someone hurt you. Makes me want to throttle someone, and share the pain with you.
Gone is desolation, resignation, sorrow, rolled insistently together.
Lovers? How could I not savor that?
This is a treat for the first moments of Halloween. Thank you.

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On 10/31/2015 03:10 PM, Parker Owens said:

I'm first.

Walk is flat-out awesome. I love the imagery, the easy way you set and paint the scene and the day. And the hand-in-hand line, repeated, which to me is so simple and open and loving. At least, that's what your words let me see.

Thief makes me angry that someone hurt you. Makes me want to throttle someone, and share the pain with you.

Gone is desolation, resignation, sorrow, rolled insistently together.

Lovers? How could I not savor that?

This is a treat for the first moments of Halloween. Thank you.

Wow Parker you are first! I was a little surprised that I could write Walk, it's so not how I usually write. Thief is not about me thankfully but it is based on something real. Gone the odd one out, don't know about that one at all. And Lovers well nothing needs saying.

 

Thanks for reading and your excellent comments, my friend.

 

tim

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Reader1810
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Hey Tim
What I like about your poetry - no matter if long or short - is that the stories they tell are full of life. I may be reading words, but I can see and experience people, places and things in my minds eye.
Well done. :)

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On 10/31/2015 03:32 PM, Reader1810 said:

Hey Tim

What I like about your poetry - no matter if long or short - is that the stories they tell are full of life. I may be reading words, but I can see and experience people, places and things in my minds eye.

Well done. :)

Aw Reader, thank you for your very thoughtful comments. I appreciate you reading these and as always, for your support of me and my words.

 

tim

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Headstall

This is my second attempt... my computer crashed. I loved them all. 'Thief of Love' is brutally beautiful... I think I know why you wrote it... thank you. 'Gone' is storytelling, a lament, and I think you should explore more of this narration kind of style and subject matter... commenting on a social indignity or an observation that affects. 'The Walk' is evocative. I felt I was there. I could feel soft breeze chasing the leaves. "Like Michelangelo's God and Adam - oaks and maples touch"... what a picture that paints :worship:... and 'Lovers' is an intriguing prelude to a private moment. The dance begins, so to speak... that's all we need to know. Well done, my friend... Cheers... Gary...

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On 10/31/2015 03:57 PM, Headstall said:

This is my second attempt... my computer crashed. I loved them all. 'Thief of Love' is brutally beautiful... I think I know why you wrote it... thank you. 'Gone' is storytelling, a lament, and I think you should explore more of this narration kind of style and subject matter... commenting on a social indignity or an observation that affects. 'The Walk' is evocative. I felt I was there. I could feel soft breeze chasing the leaves. "Like Michelangelo's God and Adam - oaks and maples touch"... what a picture that paints :worship:... and 'Lovers' is an intriguing prelude to a private moment. The dance begins, so to speak... that's all we need to know. Well done, my friend... Cheers... Gary...

Gary thank you. You do know why I wrote Thief. I was in two minds about posting it. But I couldn't get it out of my mind. I'm glad the others worked for you. Thank you so much for your thoughtful comments and for all of your support.

 

tim

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dughlas

Like Gary, I know why you wrote Thief and understand the empathy behind it ... beautifully compassionate.

 

Gone could have been written as a '30s era ballad ... a nice addition to your body of work, more please.

 

Walk put me in that place as an unseen observer ... I long to have someone to walk with me ... made me envious and tearful.

 

Lovers ... and two become one ...

 

Tim, I am in awe of what you create. Thank you for sharing this gift with us.

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On 10/31/2015 09:31 PM, dughlas said:

Like Gary, I know why you wrote Thief and understand the empathy behind it ... beautifully compassionate.

 

Gone could have been written as a '30s era ballad ... a nice addition to your body of work, more please.

 

Walk put me in that place as an unseen observer ... I long to have someone to walk with me ... made me envious and tearful.

 

Lovers ... and two become one ...

 

Tim, I am in awe of what you create. Thank you for sharing this gift with us.

You know something, without you, all of you, these poems mean little. It's the reader's reaction that gives them life and meaning. I wrote them, but you bring them alive. Dugh your comments mean so much and they make me 'see'. Thanks.

 

tim

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WolfM

All four are very good. Thief of Love can go to so many forms of stolen trust. Gone I can almost see the remains of a ghost town after the mine claimed all it could and was abandon. Keep up the great works Tim.
Wolf

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On 11/01/2015 04:15 AM, WolfM said:

All four are very good. Thief of Love can go to so many forms of stolen trust. Gone I can almost see the remains of a ghost town after the mine claimed all it could and was abandon. Keep up the great works Tim.

Wolf

Hey my friend! Thank you so much. I appreciate you taking the time to read these.

 

Your support means a lot.

tim

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