Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“…the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you.
Some people might find that strange.
But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.”
― Ranata Suzuki
I thought I saw your face today peeking from the willow,
your eyes the shade of blue sky when clouds are passing by
I thought I heard you call my name the way you used to do,
in a silly singsong you composed for me and you
I thought I kissed your lips tonight under a full snow moon,
for in my deepest dreams you see you still feel so real
I thought I could forget how those times that were good felt
How we laughed and loved and cried watching golden sunsets
But now I know when I sleep you will always be there for me
for even though you’ve gone, you’ve left me with our memories
And if by chance we meet again under another circumstance
I’d say ‘Hello I’ve missed you so, would you like to dance?’
©2022 Linda Lee Lyberg
DVerse Poets Pub: Poetics- After St. Valentine left the building.
Author’s Note: Sarah is hosting and has asked us to write about a lost love or a love that almost happened but didn’t.
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How poignant…
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Thank you David!
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This could have been sad, but you let the joy flow out of it. I love that ending!
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Thank you kindly Sarah.
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You have my heart with this one, Linda! Incredibly raw and evocative write 💝💝
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Thank you Sanaa. ❤️
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It sounds like there is still some hope to meet again.
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You just may bump into him when you least expect it! A lovely write.
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Thank you!
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You make the lost loved one materialize in the last thought, like, of course you’re here, and of course we’ll just dance. Why would we do anything else?
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Thanks so much.
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I love your sweet nostalgic poem. You have captured the feelings very well!
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Thank you Dwight!
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You are welcome!
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We long, to meet up with someone we met by chance before, but, often, we don’t, we become, nothing more than just, passengers, in, one another’s, lives…
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So true. Thank you.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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I really felt this one, Linda: how heartbreakingly beautiful!
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Thank you so much Ingrid.
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Heartbreaking poem, Linda. I like the way you ended it.
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Thank you.
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Lovely!
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