~ True Love ~

 

 

 Tr.u.e. L.o.v.e.

 ‘Bridges’ yet crossed - or even burned

 

That afternoon in autumn,

 

 the Sun began releasing ‘Her Tears of Hope’,

 

 Standing there embracing,

 

looking up, as a light mist caressed our faces…

 

True Love, Indeed… the strongest, matched by no other

Lost in attraction, steady ones breath, are you listening?

Interpersonal love, shaped of elements of fallacy -

Spawns the birth, now borne of Love or Infatuation?

 

Jane Doe: “When we talk, you're always attentive to everything”

John Doe: “I Love how you cook, clean and treat me like a King”

 

Love begins of innocence, nothing short of harmless

Craving sense of mystery, passing boundaries, no expectations

Desire to please; you do not want to possess…

Engulfed in Flames of shadowed passions, your heart at rest!

 

Jane Doe: “You used to dive in, exploring my shores”

John Doe: “You appreciated, respected my Love. Now…you Expect so-much-more.”

 

Choices made, perceptions viewed, push to shove…

Could you spend your life, 24 hours a day with the one you Love?

Can Love last forever…? What do we 'choose' to sacrifice…? Exactly…  

Explore the nature, understanding the function of Love.

 

Jane Doe: “Ashamed I am, concealing pain with silent cries �" you never cared”

John Doe: “You thrive on mind games of torment and despair”

 

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...

 

Jane Doe: “I guess you never really loved me at all!”

John Doe: “Go ahead and take another picture off the wall!”

 

 

 

On first glance, Love (First Love, for the second time, third or so-on)

We believe this is {True Love}…

 

Is this possible?

Do we have an idea of their favorite color, number, T.V. show and/or what makes them (tick)?

No~… We seem to judge the visible aspects such as appearance, smell, things outwardly that pulls us in.

 

Can Love really be defined?  Does True Love ever fail us?

 Are 'We' willing to work through differences together? (Not by looking in front of 'Us')

 We seem to exclude ourselves �" that’s right… This is a one-way-street, right…?

Love...in all facets -

A development of ‘who we are'...Want to ‘be’...What we can ‘do/be’ for others…

SILENT PROMISE 'ONCE MADE', LEFT DROWNING IN A SOUR GLASS OF WINE... 

Does True Love 'Ever Die'...?

  

 ~Legacy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Tania Leigh]

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.

[The Dark Passenger]

wow, what a cool format and technique- never seen anything like it. You're good :) keep writing!

[amyjane]

This is reality. I mean every relationship I have had has a a similar flow to it, even my my relationship now went through this, but came out the other side back into love. I think this is very real.

I think it's the natural course of love and when you find a partner you can get through this with to the other side, you've got a great love.

But yeah, very real and very good, too. I like your unique style here I think it worked well.

[Philip Franklin]

True love does not die but it does evolve. I believe it can take two paths. Becoming closer not just in love but in friendship and mutual support, to almost become as one. The other path often ends in hate! Ithink you captured the genisis of the secound exquisitely. Phil

Would you read Inch Widetie and the Extrememly Annoying Planetforme. Would suggst a stiff drink first

[Christopher G. Starling]

[NIT PICKING: no apostrophe on "Bridges'" (first line); hypens--not dashes (several lines) comma inside apostrophe (end of 2nd line)]

i thought the scheme of moving from stanza to dialog is original, very interesting, and for the most part it works well. i would suggest using less "cliche'" psuedo-etic terms/phrases in the stanzas so much (e.g. "Love begins of innocence," "Engulfed in Flames of shadowed passions," "Can Love last forever�? ," "life once treasured,", etc. The two very different languages of stanza to dialog does not flow well to me. i would like to see the voices blend better--not necessarily become one certain voice, but perhaps a use of a common language, of time at least.
Also, while i enjoy when poets use the various characters within their work, sometimes it can break a thought at the wrong time or make the reader spend more time looking at dashes and ellipses than the content of the work itself. for that, i suppose i suggest using these characters poignantly, and to furthermore view your entire work as a whole piece. that is, how attractive is the work when seen from above (you should always print your work out and look at it from a few feet away. usually a poem will flow better if you see balance in it from afar: the spaces, lengths of lines, gaps between lines, etc.)

Other than this, i thought you did very well, and i plan on checking out more of your stuff. i've been traveling a bit and have not been caught up yet, but i plan to read more of your stuff, and hopefully be able to form better bonds with friends in these online communities. remind me of any of your new works and i will be more than happy to check them out.

i hope my comment wasn't too critical or petty and that you will return the favor one day--perhaps even to me.

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I think that this was a truly exciting and interesting read. You've presented these theories so well, and i admire how u wrote them. Every word seems perfect. The style and layout were very creative. I think u really did an exceptionally brilliant job with this piece. Cheers!

Mikey

[Rose Moon]

How very true this poem is. The stanza... Pain vibrates, shattered dreams... I have lived this, it tears at me even many years later. Love is so hard to define. Do we fall in love with love or do we really love the person. Looking back over my life I think that love grows and changes, it never stays static. The heart is a bottomless pit for love, there is always room for more. What is it we want? Are we never satisfied?

This is a stunning poem. I loved the format and the dialogue, it was like a play.

Exquisite.

[Kristen Darian Marie Wi..]

Things I liked about this poem: It is a unique form, that I liked because you tried something new. It sounded quite philosophical and the language you used made your point clear.

Things that didn't work for me: the tone was too dramatic. Most people actual love is a quiet, not too showy sort of thing. In the 'dialogue' between the man and woman the sentences seemed awkward. It would work better if you rephrased them, not trying to for the lines into your established form.

Opinion on love: mostly relationships end and it has very little to do with the actual relations between two people. Usually its the way each of them grow (or don't grow) as individuals that determines whether they stay together. People change or they don't, how well they fit as this happens is the real bond. You can't love someone you don't understand or doesn't live in the same world you do.

[arquette_skye]

it is very good at the moment, and i don't believe that you should change anything of the nature of this poem.

[Sad But True]

Exellent write on a topic that some feels seized to exist and others still base their whole existance on. True love in my oppinion does exist, can never die or be broken and is the most dearest gift from above. Finding it is the trick, love is blind and sometimes we get so very blinded by true love that we miss it entirely.

Ever thought that love is a choice after really starting to know someone ?

[I_ArtMan]

well, it's an interesting and honest complaint... universal even. don't know what else to say...
except that i think people in general think that love should grow of its own accord. wheras, over time, to keep love alive, both parties must grow in the sense of their being; and in the sense of caring consciously that the other is indeed worth the effort to remain in a cherished regard. efforts must count.