Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
He captivated me with his voice singing clear and strong,
While his fingers strummed a melody on the beat up guitar
One look into his bluest ocean eyes, so crystal calm,
And I fell… And I fell…And I fell…
Although the time we loved exploded like a brilliant shooting star
Leaving jagged scars…Leaving jagged scars…
The only memories left are the remnants of a broken heart,
And the dulled remembrance of his dazzling smile.
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
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Beautiful poem.
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Thank you kindly Sadje.
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Pleasure.
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Oh, that smile, a winner every time. I loved this poem!!
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Thank you!
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Oh I remember the brilliance of that falling and the long heartbreak after….leaving a heart-filling memory, on the remembering……..there is a dark blackbird heart in my past that I never really stopped loving. I love this poem. Truly, one we loved more.
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Thank you Sherry.
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Such a heartfelt post of remembrance, romance and love!! Really loved it!!!
xoxoxo
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Thank you Chuck! xoxo
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This was such a wonderful read, Linda! Bellissimo!!!
xoxoxo
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You’re so kind to say so.
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Such a bittersweet poem, Linda, which is reinforced by the repetition.
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Thank you Kim.
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heartache memories remain with us. A beautiful poem Linda.
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Thank you Hélène. I appreciate your kind words.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you so much Chuck. 😘
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This is so beautiful❤️💕
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Thank you kindly.
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It’s like that, Linda. I liked the writing, I hate the story. I had the glorious upbeat followed by the crashing down by the depressing words, “I’m leaving.” Been there done that, good while it lasted then a real bummer. I’ve had to learn trust all over again, I guess after 45 years things might be okay.
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Yes, so true. I think getting your heart broken is part of life. Thank you for your thoughts.
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Ah, that heartbreak is so well rendered in your words — the flight of love which makes us soar higher and higher can lead to the not-quite-happy ending. Love the repetition giving it a nice rhythm like a long wail. I feel the “dulled remembrance”.
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Thank you so much HA.
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Man, that guitar’ll get ya every time. I’m a sucker for a musician, myself. 🙂
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Yes, it will. Thank you.
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A broken heart, it is a path we all walk, but it makes us appreciate even more when love comes to stay.
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Yes, it does.
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It is terrible at the time but a broken heart is an experience that can help us realise that we can mend and find anoher fish in the sea…hopefully one even better!
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Yes, so true. Thank you for your kind words.
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Sometimes the sound and the smile remain after the heart ache fades. Thanks for sharing!
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Thank you for your lovely thoughts!
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