of careless love

“If you haven’t figured it out yet, an absolutely certain way to lose something as  
quickly as possible is to forget the privilege you have to possess it in the first place.”  
― Craig D. Lounsbrough  

of a dusky morning,  
her head in curlers  
weeps  
its dew  
upon her wedding ring.  
of her disappointing,  
his verbal hurdlers  
steep  
their brew  
where once he used to sing.  
 
blind, she left her mother  
to sate the romance  
deep  
and new  
he promised her to bring.  
how it hurt her father,  
who worried, perchance  
cheap  
adieu  
should hide a deadly sting!  
 
promises to foolish  
hunger dish up dirt,  
reap  
their due.  
the innocence that drinks  
the all-enticing wish  
knows but how to flirt;  
sweep  
the view  
before it stops and thinks.  
 
lessons for the learning,  
guidance from the wise.  
leap  
the true  
and willing heart yearning,  
penitent returning,  
for sweet compromise.  
keep  
the spew  
of careless love off-wing.  
 
© Copyright 2020 September 22  
by Clyve A. Bowen♫