Thursday, April 11, 2013

11/30 TO LOVE YOU

(for Judy)

To love you is to glimpse a taste, a foretaste,
of what heaven must be like or else a memory

of the garden paradise that Eden must have been
before the serpent bearing succulent seduction in apple-
coated sin with syllables of sibilance slithered its way in,
crawled and climbed and wrapped itself around the tree
of knowledge and plucked the fruit of death.

There is a harmony bred of maturity that only those who
experience will ever know; how we no longer ever quarrel
and fight, how we understand each other, sometimes
without utterance of a word, understand that there is more 
to love, much more to love, than youthful passion.

Yes there is regret, regret we never met in those early lonely
years of volatile and futile searching for that soul-mate 
until we found each other, found a rib-love,
a love like Adam must have known and felt and shared
with Eve on the evening of the first day of their bliss.

Never in my wildest flights of optimistic fantasy, my love,
my heartbeat, did I dream this time would ever come
when I am almost unable to write another love song 
because there is no sadness left in our love
to write about except to say that one day...

For should I ever lose you it would be like losing sleep,
losing myself forever to the deeper sleep to come.

©2013 by G Newton V Chance

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George Newton Vivian Chance (Trinidad and Tobago) -- member of the Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago, http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/ and the World Poets Society, http://world-poets.blogspot.com/ -- born in Tobago on 3rd March 1957. While residing at Rio Claro was inspired to write over a hundred poems at the turn of the Millennium. Hobbies include playing wind instruments, building computers, observing nature, reading and writing poetry. Believes that the power of a song is in its ability to evoke emotions by the marriage of lyric and music but that music without lyric can be just as powerful, that lyric without music can also be just as powerful, that there is music in the lyric and that lyric can be simple yet profound. Also, in this the age of computers, would like to model his lines after simple and efficient code and, analogous to Object Oriented Programming, achieve most of his imagery from nouns and verbs, avoiding the bloat and excess of unnecessary adjectives. This is what he aspires to attain in his poetry.

I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older
than the flow of human blood in human veins.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.

I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy bosom turn
all golden in the sunset.

I've known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

by Langston Hughes

the poet writes the poem;
the reader gives it life
(© G. Newton V. Chance)
Make somebody happy (© Alexander Ligertwood & Carlos Santana)

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