She raised him from the grave
A personality; one of many
that's been crushed by another
but somehow she could save

The weathered, road worn face
reawakens from its slumber
the iron horse awaiting his return
to seek his love in tattered lace

The steed thunders increasing speed
headed toward his singer beloved
The dirty road house blues at dusk
only fueling the consuming need

the dim, smoky room brings him in
She is onstage with longing in her voice
Eyes closed and dreaming of him;
Her unrequited love, her cowboy in sin

Unrelenting longing for that past lament
opened the eyes and brought him in
The cowboy meets her gaze and they lock
A sharp inhale for a fleeting moment

The night has ended; she is all he can see
Hummingbird on her back, she climbs up
To ride into the night with her love
on the iron horse with the one she calls Three.

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Allseasonsverse commented on Unrequited


Exquisite poem, Kudos my Friend, Thank you for your work! Allseasonsverse

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

dangedmanjr’s Poems (25)

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Unrequited 1
Some Haiku for You! 2
Landslide 8
almost reality 3
Closed Eyes, Open Heart (UPA Pic challenge) 16
Arithmea 12
from the ground up 38
His, Hers, Their's 7
Mr. Mom 29
climax of a kiss 13
A prayer... 11
the time is now 11
the time has come 7
the thin line between 3
no more 2
rage 7
I can't... 4
blurred clarity 6
incoherent ramblings of a madman 2
in the wind 3
psycho dicotomy 10
the lone rider 4
Ten minutes...ete
Dream scape 8