A spirit so free

We met at the park under that tree.
You threw a look across at me
and by that look I was instantly
sold to you my poor refugee.

You had spent all night out at sea
in search of a life where you would not be
a constant, always an absentee.
You were cold and at heart an escapee
But I took to you anyway with a plea:

“Don’t you ever go anywhere without me –
ever again – not even Tennessee.
I will be lost and lonely without thee.
Oh please listen and heed to my decree.”

But what a mistake – could I not see?
That you were a spirit way too free
to be bound down by a promise of three.
I was soon to be a divorcee.

Poetry by Lea Foverskov
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Written on 2007-09-22 at 18:30

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Winston Latanafrancia Soldevilla
I am mesmerise by the way you maintain "eeee sound" at the end of each line of your poem. I feel sad about reading the last verse for the polygamus nature of man resurge again. Happy to know you to be a one man one woman person. Loyalty and fidelity are great words to maintain such free spirit you got.
Great rhyming, great story!

prophetic my friend and these lines are the wonderful finalle to a lyrically rolling and rhthmic piece of poetry it has charm romance and a touch of chagrin well done rgds Mike