A unique format made this fun to read.....the stanzas in red, to me, are like a narrator speaking his piece, and then his voice fades away in time for the vignettes of dialogue.
I can easily see this acted out on a stage with spot lighting alternating between Jane & John Doe and the narrator, who is off to the side.
A wonderfully insightful write about the cycles of love and human relationships.
This poem is really clever and excellent. Two things bothered me. I don't know how I feel about your choice of font. Maybe play around with that a bit. Also I think you use quotation marks around small words too liberally. I get what you are trying to do, but I also feel like I am being beaten over the head by the points. The positives are abundant. I loved the conversations between the Does.
You have inspired me to get back here and start writing again! I love the form of this whole piece and the way you were able to write both for the speaker and the side conversation of Jane and John Doe.....I too like the red letters because it drew me to the meaning of it all as i followed the Doe's through their love journey.....Kudos to you!!!
This so so beautiful, real and deep. I had to read it thru it like 4 times to absorb it's depth. Your portrayl of g the consversational dialogue really added to this piece.. I will need to read this a few more times to completely get it all.
Legacy you are!
I have never seen a poem in this type of format. You have definitely touched your feminine side in presentation. It is very unique and creative! Did I ever say I am 'proud' of you?
(I don't mean that in any condescending way)
This poem emulates love, yet dismay;
How curious to vex your readers on their own (warped) reality of true love;
But I myself believe in it; a gift from God above;
and if pursued correctly,
a gentleman knocking on the door, never to implore those sights and smells too quick before
the other eyes have had a chance to also know the other,
then in time and fate,
can be realized, TRUE LOVE like no other-
(if all the elements are there):
FaITh, HopE, unrelentless care;
looking through the mirrorglass beyond, remember Humans all at some time err,
not a one is perfect, but this certain love, gentle, fair,
can be recalled someday in a time with only tears
if left uncared for, abandoned, admonished,
the sun will wither and never repair-
and the search, oh, it could go on forever, forever to the brink of time,
and never be found, and then only realized,
lost in its only time.
Pain vibrates, shattered dreams, crossing lines of gray
Tomorrow, soon will deliver an 'envelope of dismay'
Rhythm of dance, life once treasured, now lost forever
To each left scars, unseen, chiseled within their soul...
That line REALLY hit home with me because of an event that is happening tomorrow. It is supposed to rain tomorrow, like I knew it would. I am dancing in the rain. I might run in to my very first true love. But it will not be pretty if I do. But I have to see her. But I know I will regret it, because it will only cause me more pain.
Especially about the 'rhythm of dance' . . . we met at a dance class. I could go on, too, but I think you get the point. I really like this. I think the poem in red could easily stand on its own, though I like the multiple thought patterns at the same time.
interesting. creative format. nice word choice. I like the alternation between the male and female counterparts. I think it is deep and has a lot of passion behind it, but it's really not my cup of tea. I can't judge based on personal preference, so my objective opinion is that it's a really creative piece but I'd like to see more use of other poetic devices along with the creative format that you have here. Keep at it.
I agree with those who said that this would appear wonderfully on the stage. I like the storytelling aspect of this poem as well. You take the reader on a journey in this average (typical?) couple's portion of life. The use of John and Jane Doe I understood you to mean that this couple could be any couple, therefore, this moment in any couple's life. The deterioration is expressed well. First the mystery and caress of 'true love', then the desire for the mystery and caress that had once been (because, it seems, the couple have become bored with one another, having deciphered that mystery and revealed that they are but two ordinary human beings with all the normal flaws and conditions). You don't stop there, you take us (the reader) farther, into the complaints and accusations of the truth in that 'true love,' then the end of that 'true love' wherein the couple, unable to express or to recapture that mystery, abandon one another, having perhaps discovered that that 'true love' was but an illusion. It's quite a depiction of a facet of reality that can impact 'true love.' Another favorite bit of this, is the end, where you present the question about 'True Love.' This is where you seem to make the unspoken statement that 'love' is NOT like the scene you presented. All in all, your writing seems to present a lesson to the reader. This is where I think your poem, and yourself as the writer, draw the greatest strength.