Love's Refrain

First wife Marsha and mother to Tate 

Love entered in my heart one day

a sorrowed, war-torn, guest

When she asked to be let in

I had her sit and rest

She woke my sleep with anguish

shook my hopes with tears

When my heart felt to sing

she filled its joy with fears

As now she has gone away

I miss the old sweet pain

Sometimes when night whistles in

the wind plays loves refrain

 

Author's Note

Some people just aren't meant to be together. Yet try to tell them that and both will join in chorus to rail against your attempt. Yet when they are apart they cannot seem to function without each other. Such is the mystery of love. I am old enough to remember the life,times and sufferings of Tammy Wynette and her ill-fated marriage to George Jones. In a 20/20 interview with George I remember how he still choked on her name and held his love for her long after she was gone. I imagine for him that is a tragedy with great remorse and sorrow.

Reviews

[LA Lorena]

"He stopped loving her today", that's what this brings to mind for me, one of the saddest country songs ever sung, and I think he sang it with her in mind. It's funny how sometimes we most want and crave that which is worst for us and our state of mental health. That which causes us to feel the most, be it good or bad, is often most memorable in our lives and hearts.

[Tate Morgan]

You are correct about He stopped loving her today he was talking about her Thank you I like your picture now very vibrant

[LA Lorena]

Thanks Tate.

[Tate Morgan]

The honor is all mine

[Laura Lynn]

this is beautiful, I've never been able to make it on my own, but her song brings hope but also the poem, it's great that people are loving and what not

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Love, a beautiful word. One that you don't care to see used with pain.
Love is free though , can't be bound.. blows in one day and takes the L train the next. But it is so good while it is with us and even though we know we cannot bind love we still take our chances, hoping .. and after the pain numbs we miss
that old sweet pain'... well written and told ..

Chloe

[Charles]

Apostrophes aside, this is a bitter-sweet assessment - pointed, well-metered and nicely rhymed as usual. The first stanza is really nice and could be the entire poem... though I know the story must go on. Good work.

[Ashley Myers]

i havent heard that song in forever. and i love how it goes with the poem. awesome!

[SarahCortland]

this is sad but a great poem!

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem and photo. Love can dance into a life and escape just as quickly.
"I miss the old sweet pain
Sometimes when night whistles in
the wind plays loves refrain"
A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[HopelesslyDevoted]

absolutely breathtaking... especially the ending

[EmpressPoetess]

This is so sad and touching. Letting go is hard when there are still traces of love there. A great poem, Tate!

[Chelsea]

I love it! So powerful! Love I guess really does leave a stamp in our heart. No matter how much it hurts we still can't help but love. A love hate thing I guess.
A beautiful poem :)

[tynamite]

The metaphor you use works beautifully for this poem about love.

[Mark]

"As now she has gone away/ I miss the sweet old pain..."
As a recent divorce survivor, this line hits me quite hard. There was so much of the exquisite in the first year, and so poignant was my awareness that the exquisitivity level was dropping at an ever-increasing rate over the next three.Your comparison to my "The Wind" is valid; when she first "blew" into your life, you felt challenged by the intensity, but when you finally condescended to open the window, much of the intensity had dissipated, and whatever excitement you might have shared had been hopelessly hobbled. Brings to mind Hendrix's line: "and the wind...whispers...Mar-ry."