Loving Secret

They did thier jig-saw puzzles

without fail everyday,

they listened intently

to what each other had to say;

and they used to write out cards

now she answers them alone,

she’s writing less and less

for her time’s spent on the phone;

He’s gone, but what’s so beautiful

is her smile never fades,

she remembers vividly

all the memories that they made.

she lives life living a Loving Secret

not a life of hurt or gloom,

her smile is oh so genuine

for they’ll be together, soon.

— docmaverick, Sep 13, 2007

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates, Poe, Dickinson, and Dr. Seuss. There are a smattering of others, but why bother listing 'em all, ya know?, I also rely on a few of our poets, here....for advice, and what not. I couldn't possibly explain what a fountain of live, effective knowledge we have...right here in our midst ! To catch a glimmer of brilliance, merely visit: the Stream.

Critiques

weirdelf

18 years 8 months ago

Doc, permission to be blunt

I feel you descend into triteness here. Do me a favour, write and post some haikus and/or unrhymed verse. I think it would be an invaluable exercise for you as a poet. cheers, Jess