Hey, Lover Boy

Hey, Lover Boy

A Poem by Devons


In a moment she was gone

walked out of my life

though she hadn't even really

walked in

she caught my eye

and I caught hers

a flicker of recognition

but as she strode past

alas, so I held my position


She was everything I wanted

without ever knowing it

though recalling her face

is a blur

the way she dressed

moved and stepped

and the fall of her hair

in a soul-gasping moment

a glimpse of a stare


But the timing was wrong

the situation awkward

a stranger's eyes

in a crowded room

no convention works

that makes magic live

it cannot be done

that behaviour won't do

so sit and stay seated, my son


It should have been a movie

an outrageous scene

a sudden explsosion

of impossible music

all sound, all dance

a cast of everyone

jump up and join-in

me standing on a table

she laughs and I sing


But life isn't like that

and I dance in my room

ecstatically alone

imagining it's happening

but I can't impose a scene

on accepted reality

for it didn't write the song

and cannot say the words

it seems it's just the dream that is wrong



© 2015 Devons



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Life isn't a movie, indeed. You have so brilliantly captured that feeling of looking at someone who you know is the one for you. But the jubilation that normally accompanies such a moment in the movies does not always occur in life, and the soul crushes when you see her walk away, knowing that you might never see her again.

" It should have been a movie

an outrageous scene

a sudden explsosion

of impossible music

all sound, all dance

a cast of everyone

jump up and join-in

me standing on a table

she laughs and I sing"
That verse alone conjures everything one can expect to find in movies, and it is a treat to the senses. The way you continue so matter-of-factly with "But life isn't like that" is beautiful. Brilliant, my friend!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Devons

2 Years Ago

You are artistic gratification personified, my friend. Thank you deeply.
You know, this sort .. read more



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A revisit; one of the pleasures of scrolling the back pages of Writers Cafe.

Beccy.

Posted 7 Months Ago


I don't usually review poetry because I know little about it. For me, much of it leaves me scratching my head and saying to myself, "What the heck is that about?" Sort of stream of consciousness stuff from the poet's mind that doesn't connect with my touch of reality. However, this poem is entirely clear, concise and poignant. The experience that most have shared and said eloquently and efficiently. My suspicion is that many of us have a list of enigmatic people who've passed nearby, given a spark that for whatever reason we found riveting but were unable to respond to. Thanks for fostering some pleasance reminiscing.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Devons

2 Years Ago

I know you don't usually read poetry, so I'm gratified that you should enjoy reading this one.
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Carpe diem writ large.

Two little words that trip
so lightly of the tongue,
but so, so easier said
than actual done. :)


Beccy.



Posted 2 Years Ago


Devons

2 Years Ago

A great way to review a poem! Thank you very much, Beccy.
Masterfully written, you captured the mystical feeling of excitement (controlled fear for some) that breath taking beauty always seems to instill. It is apparent that you are a talented writer (it would not surprise me if you had script writing experience) and this could just as easily expanded from a poem into a novel. Great read, I look forward to reading more of your work this afternoon.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Devons

2 Years Ago

Ha! Yeah, true. Like her honesty. The truth is, the kind of thing I wanted to write was too damn dif.. read more
Bear

2 Years Ago

You don't mean Benny Hill do you?
Devons

2 Years Ago

Nah, he was a great writer!
What I love about your writing is that it leaves this heavy feeling in my heart that makes it difficult for me to breathe. It happened again with this poem. Sometimes, we fall in love not with the person but with our idea of the perfect person for us. And so when we - not even meet - but when we see such a person, we feel this strong urge to just whisk them away and share our future with them, and it happens in our heads so quickly that the other person breaks our heart without even knowing it, because we have already explored the possibility of a life with them. And you captured that moment in a heartwrenchingly perfect way. You are amazing as always.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Devons

2 Years Ago

It's difficult to know what to say after that. But thank you multiplied!
Oh, what a treat to read your eloquent words! This poem is such a lovely take on life as it is, and its hyper romanticism in movies and songs. Indeed, 'no convention works that makes magic live', right? Unfortunately, there are no quick recipes in life, and all relationships a work in progress. Yet, there is a quiet hankering for a bit of magic, eh?

Posted 2 Years Ago


Devons

2 Years Ago

For me, there has always been a hankering for a bit of magic. Even if, in the end, it isn't really m.. read more
"The timing was wrong, the situation awkward" This is the heart of the poem. It explains why the poetic voice did not pursue his desires. Sometimes we cannot ALWAYS get what we want. This is a reality that we must learn to accept.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Devons

2 Years Ago

Exactly so. But one can also accept the imagination... Harness that and take it into reality and wha.. read more
Oftentimes we wish life had the perfect happy ever endings which movies have
but indeed life isn't like that..and we're left alone to dream that it was..
A well constructed piece here, Devons..much enjoyed

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Devons

2 Years Ago

Thank you kindly, FM. Funnily enough, after I'd written it I was reminded of the scene in Ferris Bue.. read more
  Fran Marie

2 Years Ago

Yeah, right ..I remember that movie..and that particular scene..good movie..
you're welcome.... read more
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You should have just left your position and ran after her. :D

Posted 2 Years Ago


Devons

2 Years Ago

I should have, of course, that's the point. But where would the music come from...?
If life were like romantic movies we'd all rush in. There'd be ling looks, soft smiles and slow hands moving along arms in a caress as we dance. We would never hesitate to talk with a stranger, and our hearts would never break into unglueable pieces.
But life is not that way. You capture this moment, this memory with the lens of a Hollywood camera, but ground it in the pragmatism of the heartland. This was a good read. Particularly liked your ending strophe.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Devons

2 Years Ago

"strophe" - now that's a word you don't hear every day. German, apparently?
A sweeping bow of.. read more
JayceeC

2 Years Ago

I was definitely writing them before I knew their name. :-)

Devons

2 Years Ago

I'm still like that even with the English language!

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