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On The Day Love Is Gone
( a Quatern )
How will it be on the day love is gone,
While ruminating on how nothing lasts.
Not even the sky, its night into dawn,
Holds promises to those who’s die is cast.
A secret handshake won’t give me a clue
How will it be on the day love is gone.
For all of the times I said ‘I love you’
Will not make it right if anything’s wrong.
Until the moment my due’s overdrawn,
Waving off frenzy to keep me from harm.
How will it be on the day love is gone,
Will it sound like every fire alarm?
I’ll want to be good and reasonable,
Taking the high road to show I am strong.
But I doubt that this will be feasible,
How will it be on the day love is gone.
How will it be on the day love is gone,
While ruminating on how nothing lasts.
Not even the sky, its night into dawn,
Holds promises to those who’s die is cast.
A secret handshake won’t give me a clue
How will it be on the day love is gone.
For all of the times I said ‘I love you’
Will not make it right if anything’s wrong.
Until the moment my due’s overdrawn,
Waving off frenzy to keep me from harm.
How will it be on the day love is gone,
Will it sound like every fire alarm?
I’ll want to be good and reasonable,
Taking the high road to show I am strong.
But I doubt that this will be feasible,
How will it be on the day love is gone.
Published 16th Sep 2019
| Edited 17th Sep 2019
Author's Note
Me being kinda sorta country/western, Patsy Cline.
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16th Sep 2019 3:03am
16th Sep 2019 4:12pm
Aww thank you, darling Kitty...
I’m getting saddle-sore.😬
endless tiger hugs
jade🐾
I’m getting saddle-sore.😬
endless tiger hugs
jade🐾
16th Sep 2019 11:45pm
Dear JP,
This is beautiful!
I tried a Quatern once. Didn’t go so well. Leave it to the professionals is what I say.
Well done as usual! H🌷
This is beautiful!
I tried a Quatern once. Didn’t go so well. Leave it to the professionals is what I say.
Well done as usual! H🌷
17th Sep 2019 1:35pm
17th Sep 2019 2:54am
I was standing on my backstep before I sat down to read on site, enjoying the cool evening wind and the moan of the train, it's rumble down the tracks palpable in the ground. I was like a spider, feeling the vibration in the thin silk fibers of it's web. I was thinking about love I found, love I lost, and I went into breath to return to the present moment.
I think it's a touching write, well executed in meter and rhyme, and found me at the appropriate moment.
I think it's a touching write, well executed in meter and rhyme, and found me at the appropriate moment.
17th Sep 2019 1:32pm
“...and found me at the appropriate moment.”
Thank you for this more than anything.
Thank you for this more than anything.
Anonymous
- Edited 8th May 2020 8:45pm
17th Sep 2019 11:58am
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17th Sep 2019 1:28pm
17th Sep 2019 11:26pm
Although we know that the first line of the first stanza will move through, at the last stanza it felt so well placed and nostalgic for the thing that hasn't happened yet. I've never really been into western music (although I do love me a western movie), but I could almost hear Jade with a guitar.
Great piece Ms. Jade.
Great piece Ms. Jade.
Thank you so much, dear Wally, I’m glad to know of your appreciation & enjoyment of this piece.
As for my author’s note, it isn’t meant to imply actual music, but more an attitude, a melancholy that C/W has always excelled in - Patsy Cline for me in particular. When the poem suddenly gushed from my muse, it was as if it had broken into song unabashedly.
As for my author’s note, it isn’t meant to imply actual music, but more an attitude, a melancholy that C/W has always excelled in - Patsy Cline for me in particular. When the poem suddenly gushed from my muse, it was as if it had broken into song unabashedly.
