• Lost Love


    can the churning wheels of a bus
    deliver me away from that which has lent me to cry so long
    and so keening?
    How many transfers have i sat through
    ticket in my pocket
    perched on shoddy luggage
    anticipating release

    only to find the same sorrow
    taking the seat next to mine
    i beseach you
    quit following me

    don't i deserve escape
    from unrequited, defeated love

    I want to ride away from this terminal
    a lone passenger
    come to rest in the greeting
    of fresh clean love
    shuck off the stench
    of stale traveling companions

    i want to be forgiven for keeping
    such negligent company

    now boarding at gate 7

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    bklynrizz commented on disembark


    Nice poem. I agree with hx, a good allegory. You can run but you can't hide.

    Span commented on disembark


    Very good, I took gate 7 with you and found it quite fascinating to say the least, pulled me in you did and now I think I understand the more of you I did not. well written.

    jak commented on disembark


    keening. yes. fresh imagery. a few overstatements: unrequited defeated fresh clean love. needs a little tightening. good tho.

    hx commented on disembark


    Nice allegory. Beautiful language. Great work.

    jude commented on disembark


    Beautiful Brenda

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    brenda’s Poems (11)

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    my name is Brenda 5
    Little Red Riding Hood 2
    Maine or Bust 2
    Gutter Blues 1
    unsettled 1
    my old friend juanita 1
    screw you 6
    16 minutes till work 2
    uncomfortably bummed 2
    carefull what you wish for 4
    disembark 7