Ode to Her

The fruits loins I would not know

 

 

Fruits of loins I might never know

had we never loved so sweet

When we did plant seeds of desire

little chancing we might meet

 

Holding my breath as I jumped

chancing all on a single toss

Leaped the very bonds of Earth

trying for the worlds I would cross

 

But God did see my grasp inflated

as he pulled me back to Earth

Saying of my tenacity

"you have overstepped your worth"

 

Filled with confidence I did go

not caring what he had said

For I would listen to no one

as I had no fear nor dread

 

Now holding to that grasp of faith

it's for you I shed my tears

Knowing you alone were worthy

of loving all of my years

 

Author's Note

A dream that once was an obsession! The only one that got away.

Reviews

[Rye]

Your write is so very beautiful. You rhyme and flow is so wonderful. I like your style.

[Tate Morgan]

Than you Ryanna I’m deeply humbled

[Rye]

not a problem

[Relic]

I don't remember seeing this one before. Your words describe in detail the longing and the loss in a poetic way that can make others envious of your talent as a poet. Obsessions can often prove disappointing 'at times' from my experience. BTW, I've never read anything bad by you, Tate.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you relic . You have cheered me up tonight. Though I am common as a weed

[Chris Shaw]

Oh the magnetic pull of an obsession. Lovely lines, in rhyme and meter and deep feelings of love and loss. Thank you Tate and good luck with your entry in the competition.

Chris

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Christine Time was she drew Me like a moth to flame

[LazerRays]

A good poem worthy of this contest! Nice work!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Sarah an obsession of mine

[An owl on the moon]

So beautifully painful to read of such loving, and such loss. There are worlds there in the wondering, my good friend.

[Tate Morgan]

Thanks Craig I suppose we all know the feeling of loss

[An owl on the moon]

Yes, so true my friend. And more each year now. :(

[Tate Morgan]

I know what you mean. I just buried my brother in law. He was my best friend of my wifes family. It seems only the good die young. This poem was written for the girl in Ireland. I am still great friends with her now 10 years after the effect.

[Barbz]

Cheated are those that never experienced that irresistable, uncontrollable draw that takes us to places where obsession is void of gravity. I swung on that star. Filled with desire, Tate, I love it. Barbz

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you barbz I swung on all the branches to do what do best test my limits when I falling I fall hard and fast still it is worth it a man needs to know his limitations

[Barbz]

Of course we have to know our limitations, however that irrestable force is so appealing to our natural senses and some of us are lucky to experience it. I did, for 48 years. My obsessions now are the fruits of that experience. barbz

[Tate Morgan]

Thanks Barb

[paperfox]

Tate ... This is a terrific poem. And the end verse is mesmerizingly brilliant!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you it was for the girl I lost .The one who got away I wrote this for Lucy Hamilton The princess of the Emerald isle

[paperfox]

King Brian is very pleased!

[Tate Morgan]

I wrote many to this girl She was the one started me writing at 47 .;One of hers is the most read poem i ever wrote this one Its far away i am today http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/740794/

[MomzillaNC]

A well penned ode of obsession

[Tate Morgan]

I thought you might like that one thank you

[MomzillaNC]

yw :)

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

When inflamed with desire our universe seems boundless. Reality holds our feet to the spot we found less. Our hearts will dance unfettered between the two.

[Tate Morgan]

Thats a great thought I would never have learned to appreciate the things i treasure if i had not known loss thank you Valormore

[Mary C]

Finally a good song! Not one of those awful country things you seem to like! hah hah hah
a beautifully tender flowing share of your heart

[Tate Morgan]

HAHAHA thats good I am one of the hippie generation i was raised through the beatles and stones thanks