Treasured Possession
This is not really a poem…more a true story that rhymes in places.
I hope you can enjoy!
Treasured Possession belongs to the following groups:
! Creative Writing & Poetry !, All About Your Best Work, All Out Emotion, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Beginner's Expressions, Bits and Pieces , Core [C.O.R.E], Live, Love, Dream: , The Patchwork , Two Beings Group and WMGDeep, in a small, dark corner
Of my heart, You lived.
How did you survive down there,
Starved for oxygen and light?
I didn’t know you lingered still.
Had no idea an ember yet remained.
Couldn’t perceive a whisper of breath
Had managed to exist…
All those years.
Even tho’ you were dead to me,
Every now and then
I would look at you and wonder….
Examining the evidence of your passing,
Wistfully remembering
The way it was between the two of us.
I recalled the way you looked at me,
Your voice, your touch, your smell,
Your jet black hair, and eyes of blue.
But then again, into the dark recesses
Of my mind and heart, I’d shut the door,
Once more on you.
The pain was so immense, I ceased to feel.
I could not utter your name out loud,
Dare not allow it to escape my lips,
Let alone whisper it into the breeze,
Lest my heart remember,
And start to grieve, once more.
Sometimes my mind played little tricks.
I wondered if I had you conjured up.
Had you ever existed at all,
Or were you just a figment
Of my imagination?
Then I remembered your kisses
Your arm around me as you walked me home
The powder blue of your tender eyes
And how your face lit up
When you saw me, and you smiled.
And I’d wonder how you were,
And what were you doing now?
But then I’d put you all away,
Deep down in that box, somehow.
Still, the evidence did not lie,
The one small thing that said you had been mine -
A treasured possession
With which I could not part,
The only thing that I had kept
For it was proof, that you had been,
And I loved it, with my heart.
A piece of Ermine, black and white,
Was what you gave to me,
And I have treasured all my life,
For all eternity…
The years they came
And time rolled by
While deep in my heart
You continued to lie
Barely a breath to keep you alive
And yet my love, you did survive.
Now I know this story is perfectly true
Because I have once again found you
Your name once more I can say with pride
No more my love, do I have to hide
My heart rejoices and is filled with glee
Because I love you, and you love me.
UrsulaDee
This is one of your best works, I can feel the emotion in each line, for the one you loved and still…...... you pine,
Beautiful….... Ursula xxxx
littlestmonkey replied
Thank you Ursula…..I am honoured by your comment…..and I really appreciate your encouragement and support….bless you my friend:) ♥
MrTAH
lovely piece….I found out years later that a girl had hung on to me like this…touching….
littlestmonkey replied
The thing about this is I didn’t know he was still in there until he surfaced in real life 46 years later, and we fell in love all over again….read my first poem forty six years. Thanks again for dropping by…..I really appreciate your comments:) ♥
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silverstrummer...
Just beautiful Maureen I am so pleased for you its been a long time. Each line each verse has got that special aura about it …..... with true love bonding your souls together. You deserve such happiness …............. I know how nice those feelings are it takes you back to sweet sixteen! Beautifully written and as Ursula has said “This is one of your best works” and it certainly is. There is a proudness in your words. x – David
littlestmonkey replied
Thank you once again David…..I really do appreciate your comments and views on what I have written….you’re right, it does take one back to sweet sixteen, that’s how old we were, and those feelings are exactly the same….age has nothing to do with it, I’m happy to report!
Take care…...and thanks again….Maureen:) ♥
Rhenastarr
Beautifully heartfelt and touching.
littlestmonkey replied
Thank you once again Rhenastarr, for your comments and for having a read of my work, it is greatly appreciated….this is a true story:)♥