A Poem

An impossible love story.

I needn’t stroke your silken hair
or touch rose petal skin.
The type of love I have for you....
it burns from deep within.

While in my soul the fires rage,
and nothing is consumed.
My spirit wanders aimlessly,
from room to darkened room.

The proper words I cannot say,
to show you my great love.
Yet here I’m staring at your face,
while you look from above.

Still my heart stirs with great desire,
to reach up and touch you.
As these feelings that I’m feeling,
I know they’re in you too.

 

But you will someday think of me,
when this book you have closed.
And I am just a memory....
and not the one you chose.

Alas...
Of all that I have looked up at,
‘tis you I wished I’d known.
For yours is a breathing spirit,
and mine.... I’m just a poem.

 

A Sean Allen Poem

© 2006 D McDaniel Hayden

Reviews

[Edward James]

With 50+ reviews, I doubt I can tell you anything new or groundbreaking as far as analysis goes, so I'll say that I really do like this poem. I'm a sucker for old fashioned rhyme schemes and rhythm, and not being a visual person, for me the aural sensation of reading a poem is quite often every bit as important as the message conveyed. Saying that, I love the pulse of this piece, and the idea that a poem (whether yours or someone else's) is observing and caring for you in the same way you do it is quite pleasant. I think I may have to reevaluate some poetry after reading this.

Nice write, I look forward to reading more

Edward

[Ankhesen Mié]

"...from room to darkened to room." Lovely. Your written voice is beautiful, mature, and eloquent. I love what you submitted to my contest.

[Le' Pugh']

Nothing less than the best... but what did I expect,
This poem is very tight, so I said, "what the heck?
I think I'll read it once again from start to very end",
It's nice to have such prose to read, I've nothing to ammend...

I didn't expect the ending. This was a very moving poem and I'm glad to see you're back.

Bear

[Gandré]

Hello Donn, I came here and wanted to read something new.
But nothing here. I can sense that you aren't here much.
I would understand, life keeps you busy.
I would love to have you here again.
it was a warm situation we had - versenators
and those beautiful people. everything is transient...
be well

[Tomás Ó C..]

Another fantastic and lovely read...

[Mystic Dreams]

This is fantastic! I thought I was reading a love poem, a death poem, a loss poem...but all along I was reading a poem poem!! Very, very clever. The stanzas flow nicely and 'I'm just a poem' is not at all what the rest of the poem suggests - great twist

[Gary H]

I felt this came across with a haunting ambience of someone who has yet to grasp or indeed may have lost a love - maybe of a woman or the words to fulfill his emotions towards that person. There is a definite reach to grasp hold of something here, my mystery is what that may be, for you as the writer - no doubt this is the perfect conclusion to the read you were looking for.

Very enjoyable.

[Rion]

Woah, this is brilliant. There's nothing more I can add, because I've found myself speechless.
I love it.
Rion

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

Ah, here we have romance... there is love and cherishing but there is sweet romance... this is just beautiful - beautiful words and message

kath

[PianoandPage]

sad and beautiful. you have a quiet and constant meter that lent almost a prayer like quality to the confession of love.

[Ice QueenJen]

I read this before I see, but while trying to lay in bed to sleep some more, my mind wouldn't shut off. I wrote a couple of poems one is of similar vein as this one, which I will send to you. I also wrote a letter to a friend, to help cheer his mom up. She has cancer and is going thru a very hard time right now, I figured I would share my own health story with her. And maybe it would bring her some kind of resolve that she doesn't need to let it run her life.

anyway this is and was a very sweet and lovely poem!