Torture to Love Unloved - a Poem

Torture to love unloved,

To wander about the middling obscure

Fictionalizing possibilities

While feeding on mediocre memories.


Life is beyond the vaulted ceiling

Throughout the vaulted skies

Where stars aren’t merely make-believe

But really dimples of the moon.


Love cannot be planned

It can’t be predictable

It can’t be pretend

I hope

     For days yet to dawn

     That have no sunset

     And smile for irrepressible joy.

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Jane Grey 7 years ago from Oregon

Beloved Anne Elliot of "Persuasion" to Captain Harville, friend of Captain Wentworth:

"We certainly do not forget you so soon as you forget us. It is, perhaps, our fate rather than our merit. We cannot help ourselves. We live at home, quiet, confined, and our feelings prey upon us. You are forced on exertion. You have always a profession, pursuits, business of some sort or other, to take you back into the world immediately, and continual occupation and change soon weaken impressions."

A truer word was spoken by the Heavenly Husband: "I will never leave you, nor forsake you."

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Little Kim 5 years ago from Any town U.S.A.

"The thing about love,it's not kismet, you don't choose it ,it chooses you". Line from one of my favorite Rick Springfield songs.

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Rose West 5 years ago from Michigan Author

Thanks for your thoughts, Little Kim!

Nate 5 years ago

how great is poetry in motion

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Rose West 5 years ago from Michigan Author

Thank you for your visit, Nate.

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