Sweet Anna

There is a story within this pen,
a pen I flash so proudly about,
that doesn’t rise above the sin,
of other poems I may shout.

For nothing of this tale does say,
Proudly here I proclaim!
For within it I reveal today,
Nothing but dire shame.

It was youth that led me astray,
selfishly robbing her loving heart.
From the volumes of things she’d say,
Was last our vow to never part.

Because in the midst of a dark cold world,
where my soul had lavished so long,
Came a force of wonderment.
as a soul of complement,
a dearest thing of jubilant ……

… joy.
I should think.
That if my eye could only wink,
that I should find her winking back.
Then such emotion came to brink
and in that moment we came to link
our hearts our hands our souls could breach
something beyond our either reach
and darkness availed us no more
but rather trailed as we did soar…..

Something. Bright.
A new realm. A taste of spring, perhaps,
a place I’ve never been perhaps,
A place of something wondrous
to replace dark of old and blunderous
and to shed my realm of plunderous
where once I stood alone.

And then as sudden as a moonstruck gaze
I found her face within all the haze,
all the world in merry go round blaze
came something I had not appraised

Lips that did not move nor need a sound to rent,
for such green eyes of temperament
soothed my soul as lineament
and glanced the way so intimate
That dear, dear John……
She said. I love you.

So today I stand upon the spot,
once pasture and now parking lot,
where we sat and I first did see
that silent message from my dearly
that lit my world and memory
so bright that I could not see
the damage of my insincerity
would do to her best integrity
and bring my own selfish misery
to bear upon my sweet……

Not a single day of these 44 years has passed without my mind thinking of you and the dear, wondrous, beautiful part of my own life that you created, the kind part of me, the now wiser part of me, the astounded part of me that your loving gaze still imparts upon me if only in aged memory. I miss you. And I love you. Always. Thank you for being in my life. I hope your life has been fulfilled with every dream you ever imagined. Wherever you are. And wherever you’ve been.

About johnallenrichter

I am an aspiring Poet and adorer of life, a conqueror of nothing. However I am a champion curator of truth and friendship and hold both of those things most dearly to my heart. Welcome to my mind's eye. I hope you will enjoy what you may find and please know that you have a friend here. View all posts by johnallenrichter

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