Lead Soldier

Hopeless Love

Tell me everything again. 

Remind me of your sweet and gentle wind

Blowing in my ears like an amen.

You will think I'm thin-skinned

I thought I could run that marathon.

I promised to be a python.

You said I gotta fight for what I love,

And I said This time I will.

This time I will be the beliefs I am of.

I know you said that when you leave you won't be dead,

But for me, when I let you go it killed.

My brain scraped the metal edge, heavy as lead

Like my brother's toy soldier

Buried under the shed,

Like an artifact for a new day's boy.

He'll be so pleased to find an old new toy.

But he won't know my brother.

He won't know the stories of us.

He won't know me or you, my lover.

He will play with thick skin and lust

Before he meets a girl who turns his thoughts to dust,

And she bleeds and he cracks like rust

And then what of the python and the soldier?

What of the miles of running and getting older?

No more, you say

We'll be buried in our fray

And no boy will unearth us.

We'll be lost to tragic hope

Never to see the new day.

Our hearts won't have to grope,

They'll be tied with memories decayed,

Not rope.

And maybe when we finally live in the same fateful city, 

You will know somehow that I tried.

And I hope I learn that you never lied.

That it wasn't a waste, all my life, all that time

Thinking of you, wishing with every poem and rhyme

That I would get better,

That we could start again

But we can't, no matter how I rearrange the letters,

We're dead.

The only words left 

Are I love you, amen.   

Reviews

[Revera Love]

Wow, I expected you would be good from the comment you left me but not Wow. That was beautiful Rebecca, tragic in its way and speaking of a love that could only live in fairy tales. I'm not sure if the speaker is expecting a fall or if it already happened but I can tell by the depth of your poetry that you want people to puzzle about it.

I thought it was really clever the way you orchastrated your work around a toy soldier under the shed. Never touched or thought of after it had served the duration of its purpose. What an interesting way to think about Love or specifically this love.

I'm still saying Wow. I was very impressed.

[Rebecca]

Thank you very much :) glad you enjoyed it