I Could Believe in Miracles

A romantic poem.

For love I could almost believe

in miracles, perhaps reprieve

from this forsaken life of pain,

too much like penance without gain

or ease, except for false relief

of narcotics, and pride in grief,

as though to brag of suffering.

For love was the natural spring

I drank of long ago, when youth

united beauty with truth.

The time we had I could not tell,

between approaches and farewells,

as it was one event to recall,

not by the clock's remark, like all

the other things of life endured.

We found eternity's allure

when floating on the Thames downstream;

we passed the hours like a dream

converts moments to monuments

and emotions to evidence.

We did not fear eternal night--

as we saw streets in Christmas lights,

a pearl lamp shone through the oval

window of the horse-drawn carriage,

like me, focused on your image.

If it was not for love what good

could I call back? Present pain would

discourage content, nullify

the hope for joy if it relies

on another love to manifest.

But my present memories attest

that the spring is supernatural,

and I could believe in miracles.

Reviews

[W.k.kortas]

I think bhocking's review has missed one salient but crucial point--that this is a romantic poem, or, perhaps more accurately, a Romantic poem, for it is very much a nod to that tradition. It addresses those Romantic themes with grace and wit, and the construction and use of language is done with a virtuoso's touch. Fine, fine writing that has absent from this venue much too long.

[crap]

Pretty solid poem, flows nicely and is clean, for my personal preference, i would have like a little less abstract language and a little more hard images, take that for what you will though.

[Touché Armada]

This one Rod is enough to bring a little tear, to stir the thickest most forgotten memories that stream in the outer regions of the mind like a star gone supernova it was so intense at one point.
Just beautiful.. Saying too much would ruin it.

Perfection,,, I Could Believe in Miracles.

[Emily B]

It's beautiful, Rod. Gentle, sweet and 'out of time'. I enjoyed watching it progress.