~ 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.

[Brett Campaigne]

the narrative of your poem is explosive, but you get too obvious in the last black font... the earlier rest has this visceral demonstrative power, with a pinch of the sardonic for flavor... but in the end the last bit asks the same old questions, and works to demystify the first three quarters.

[Rodney Ray Hatchell / U..]

As I see it , you wrote how you felt, so worth that was a nice piece because it is yours. Thats just why there are so many writing of many kind but written many different ways no one can please everyone nor should they want to. leave room for another person will write a differently than yours..There is no right or wrong way to share your feeling ,,Thank you for asking me to read,,GBU,Rodney

[Legion]

Interesting progression. No, true love never dies. The problem is that many of us think we have found true love when we have not. It is our definition that needs redifining. True love is selfless, timeless, and holds a perfectness that can not be denied. Most of use never truly find it though so we settle for what we think it is. That or we do find it and don't realize it because we are infactuated with someone else. Kudos on the poem. It is a good write.

[Sara]

The formatting was really nice, and i liked the dialogue of john and jane doe, it made it seem to me sort of like when on the news they have victims come on to tell their stories and they are all a sihlouette for their protection...i dont know that just came to mind

the sadness of this poem is that it is so true, that you can believe you are in love with someone but find out that it was just lust or curiosity or the challenge, physical attraction, any number of things that attracted you rather than love of that person and their personality.

i was talking to a friend about going into the navy or far away for college and they said that the worst thing they had seen was when kids promise to love eachother and wait for after graduation and promise to remain chaste while they are apart, but when they return to eachother they forget what they ever loved about the other.

i think you did a good job of expressing this and i really liked it.

what was wrong with the ending, might i ask? i thought it was good...or does it just not feel done to you?

-sara

[Molly D]

I think it's a great piece of work, but I think for a poem, it needs less visual theatrics. To me, a poem is far more poingnant if the reader sees only the words and not a piece of art. It takes away from the author's merit. using extra punctuation, colors, characters, and so on, proves to me to be more distracting than enticing. I enjoy the work, I think it's a clever format, I just find it hard to feel like I'm appreciating the work if I'm busy sifting through the visuals.

[julian3]

Although I must address your question first - does this come close to the truth about relationships - with a slightly qualified 'Yes, often', I wish to say that the work itself is quite amazing on two levels. As has already been mentioned, the structure of point / counter point, conversation excerpts explored 'between the lines' is very good... but what has intrigued me is the cascade of comments. In other words, this poem / narration is almost a piece of performance art, in which the audience becomes a part of the work. I would ask the readers to look at the poem and then see the comments as a continuation of the work. The fact that you have sparked so many thoughts, moments of introspection - that in itself is amazing!
And yes, real, true, forever love does exist and it can grow stronger as the years pass. I know this first hand.

[Jacqueline]

Talk about a passion play...I enjoyed the back and fourth between the lovers as well as the breakdown on what love is, how can one measure the weight of love, and your colorful brush strokes of romance scattered around. You bring up great questions and especially folks in committed relationships have the same feelings/ thoughts/fears. This piece was beautiful.

[RockerChick]

That was incredible!!

[The Spaniard]

Very intriuging work. I love the format of it. And as far of my opion on the subject. 80% of what is construed as love is accually infatuation. True love is rare but if you find it, The lose is the most painful experience you could deal with. I've dealt with loss of infatuation and it hurts. But I had one true love and when she left me it was like I no longer had a soul. So I don't believe true love really dies, it just hurts a little less with time. Infatuation...that dies, sometimes uickly, sometimes years. Its the loss of comfort that hurts in those situations, the essence of having to start over is frightning at times. But we live, as everyone. Well that was a very long comment. sorry. good write. I enjoyed it. anything that makes me rant is worth reading.

[MarchAprilMayJuneJuly]

I LOVE this poem!! you really expressed the emotion you wanted to give to the reader this time!!
keep the good work up!!

~May