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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1235744
This is a poem about unrequited love that is finally sweetly surrendered to the seeker.
Here I go Again

Here I go again trying to capture Love,
To fetter it within my heart  just like an encaged dove.
Clumsily I reach for it, and rapid wings take flight.
It's departure my chagrin, I fear my lurch gave fright.

Alas, I wait and hope again, praying it will return,
And when I think it never will, here comes this thing I yearn.
Oh, this time I'll be more careful, more tender, more refined.
I'll captivate this restless beast and so I'll make it mine.

Closer it came to me this time, I thought I had its trust,
But then it soared into the sky and left me in the dust.
I watched it go where my arms couldn't reach, my eyes amist with tears,
And resigned myself to wait again; my days so dark, so drear.

Time stood still in the arms of forever, how long I know not exact.
That's when this thing, elusive and coy, lit stealthily at my back.
Walloped! Elated! Thrilled! All and more was I.
But I feigned aloof not to frighten it away, my repose gave reason to fly.

I had tried and failed a time too many, my heart could not bear the weight.
I surrendered my hopes and dreams of love; a broken heart as my fate.
Pain became my closest friend, always and faithfully around.
No more did my eyes seek out the sky, they stayed upon the ground.

I chanced upon a penny there and reckoned with the notion,
That I should wish upon my luck and cast it in the ocean.
I drew my arm a distance back and flung the coin to sea.
The prayer I prayed was to behold the beauty that was me.

I saw the blooming flowers there and reveled in their calm,
Their radiant hues and graceful sway gave healing to my qualm.
I watched the butterflies light there, amidst the Ladies Dancing,
Debauchery should be their shame the way they were romancing!

And then I saw to my surprise a sight so pure and sweet
The thing I craved so desperately perched meekly at my feet
My heart did flutter as I pondered the truth, I might be hurt yet again.
But in spite of this I reached out and Love ate right from my hand.
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