The Lost Lover
By Beverly Cash Jacobs
© March 12, 2007
Last night I slept in the arms of loneliness
Head resting on emptiness.
(No one kissed my lips goodnight…
Fitful dreams of a ghost lover
Dancing on a mountaintop.)
Tunes of wind chimes time has borrowed
Fated by the love’s long gone tomorrow
I awaken to my old friend sorrow.
I am faithful to this eidolon lover’s essence
Who haunts me by his non-presence.
(He once upon a timeless age
Loved me and needed me with a passion
Unsurpassed only by my need for him.)
He holds me nightly in arms that are not there.
Kisses me softly with a breath of air.
I run my fingers through his misty hair.
Forgiveness … my soul seeks its light.
But, it eludes me from dawn to night.
(Darkness covers me with a cloak of black.
My ghostly lover returns to hold me once more
In his arms of total emptiness.)
To remind me of kisses that have never been,
And of his fingertips not touching my skin,
This poet who never writes of me with his passionate pen.
Oh man that last line…
This is hauntingly elegant, Bev. Classical and beautiful. You’re language makes me want to dance on a mountaintop, too. I hear the wind chimes.
Thank you so much, Bryan. You are so kind with your comments. The hardest thing I do is put my writing out here for people to read, because most of the time it is my heart that I am writing. I am so glad you like it.
I sometimes make up my own style of writing. In this one I kind of combined 2 poems…If you read the words in the parenthesis, they are one poem and the other words … another poem. Or read them together. Has anyone else ever done that? hahahaha who knows?
I agree with poeticgrin..
This is wonderful to read.
As always Bev-really great writing
Thanks, Cindy. Your comments are greatly appreciated.
Hugs,
Bev
Brave, transparent crisp, and can see the loveliness of you through the pain. xx
Wonderful poetry, of course that fucker Dean Baker will not comment, him and his patronizing shitty poems are so inferior to this, so what could he say. What a waste of space, and pretending he was her friend!!
RIP, Bev. I hope you finally see the world for what it is, up there, no more hypocrites and fakes, only LOVE.