Change

If I changed over time

And you loved the old me

Now estranged in clime

When did you stop loving what I be?

Reviews

[CC]

I am new here and also new to writing poetry. Could you please explain the word clime to me? Also I love the last line.

[Soren]

Thank you for your review and inquiry. Clime refers to a region determined by its climate

[CC]

Thank you for the reply.

[Vol]

Hmmm, someone once said, "women marry men expecting them to change, and they NEVER do. Men marry women, expecting them to never change, and they ALWAYS do." I think there is truth in those words.

[Soren]

So true. Thank you for your review and most interesting comment.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

A profoundly moving question that one who has ever loved or been loved must grapple with at some point in life. Because change is inevitable and a part of life. Is love measured by it? Does it define its value? Love is easy to convey when it's new harder to keep when it's old. An excellent piece my friend.

[Soren]

Tshank you Carlos your review and comments are deeply valued/

[Coyote Poetry]

The questions of love. Love can run away from us or can run to us. I enjoyed the poetry. You questions something with so many answers. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Soren]

Thanks Coyote for the review and kind words. Yes love is a word that has many connotations. True love does not change.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

The context of this is wonderful and starts out really great. The last line, however, throws it off for me due to the forced rhyme. It should be, "When did you stop loving who I am?" Of course, this doesn't rhyme; but forcing it as "loving what I be" does not grammatically make sense either. I would encourage a rewrite here as the poem is truly worth it.

If it were me, I would change both the second and fourth lines.

"If I changed over time
and you loved who I used to be,
now estranged in clime,
when did you stop loving the old me?"

Just a suggestion of course.

I could easily see you expounding upon this and turning this into something really fantastic!

[Soren]

Thank you so much for the suggestion. Yes I was totally aware of this and had written it several different ways, none of which I was satisfied with. I like your suggestion.

[willweb]

Real love is accepting that what you fell in love with long ago is still the same today regardless of the changes...to a certain extent. We all change, our looks, our strength, our attitudes and opinions...it is normal that this happen. Some people grow apart and some people accept the changes. I know there are circumstances that make things difficult but anymore it seems if some changes their favorite sock color, the other half wants to leave them. In the end, be yourself, that is all you can do. Ih...fantastic 4 line mind bender my friend.

[Soren]

Thanks Will your reviews and comments are deeply valued. Your answer is correct but one often asks themeslves when it was that the love started to die.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was an interesting read. An old and dear childhood friend came by to visit me one day. And we went out driving, going nowhere, like we used to do. He had been working in Alaska for ten years, it had been longer since we had seen each other. We drove and talked and talked and drove until my friend said to me, see, this is why I love you, things change, times change but you never do. Love is dependable in its continuance and understanding. We all must change outwardly. But Shakespeare called love the "ever fixed mark" and I think that's what my friend meant. Our friendship remained regardless of changes around us.

[Soren]

Such a wonderful story my friend. Yes I believe you are right, true love does not die. It is those that "love" us for what we can give them that have this problem. Thanks so much for the review and kind comment.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Ah, yes. That sort don't want love...they want a "trade". Love that comes with expectation isn't love at all. Because love doesn't need to "demand" anything...it's needs are met before it can speak because love "knows". St. Paul said, Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things and endures all things and love never fails. 1 Corinthians 13:7 And I wholeheartedly agree. Love never "hurts" but love heals. Failed "expectations" hurt but that is vanity and selfishness, not love.

[emmajoygreen]

What a mystery you've set within four lines, Soren! Can only guess that utter honesty can or could be a killer as are lies. Be self and - as jacob infers people will either change because they are destined to do so or, will be inspired or forced to change. Perhaps the question could be a third person/a permanent fly on the wall, maybe? But who can say if that person's idea of truth or lie is..
I like the thought of this poem, sets the mind thinking! Take care, keep safe.
(Have to say, it's interesting to almost immediately read what Chris and Diva have added. Different attitudes or judgements might add even more to Soren's poem.

[Soren]

Thank you so much for this insightful and kind review of such a humble piece. Your words dig deep into this and provoke even more questions than answers, which is what this poem was all about.