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Mocking Light In Your Eyes by M.A.Meddings

This poem was written on Christmas Eve 1959 at a party. I had just found my girlfriend kissing someone else, and the world ended. Well no actually it didnt. I began my apprenticeship as a fool. Therefore for all you youngsters who have just fallen out with your boyfriends or girlfriends, I am a living demonstration if one were needed, that life in some form or another, goes on. Posted for the very first time in a lighthearted vein.


Yet secret blossom of my heart
Cold and unreal though you be
Your beauty still enraptures me
Then lifts me o'er the simmering life beneath
And beyond the mists of oblivion

Then know you not of my love
Save for the fleeting glance
The mocking light in your eyes
Eyes that glisten and shine
Wish you were mine again and then

The cut of your hair brown silken affair
That dances and flows as you move
Dearest one how I might hold you near
Kiss away your fear and the marble coolness
You put before me
Oh! how i might hold you
Oh! how I might love you






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Written on 2006-09-15 at 13:19

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Coolaaron88
Your courage to post such a text makes me very proud to know you. Im glad you were able to share such powerful words. Thank you.

~Aaron Rowe
2006-09-24


Edna Sweetlove
I remember exactly what I had in my own hand on Christmas Eve 1959.

You must be even older than I am!

Very nice little poem!
2006-09-17


Malin Johansson
This is sad, yearning and very lovely!!!
a great poem here mike!!!
Regards Malin
2006-09-16


Alison Clarke
Dear Lastromantichero:

I really sensed the longing, resentment, sadness that you felt toward this person. It's a very sad poem recording a painful period of time. I'm glad that you now see it as light-hearted. I have been in that situation; and I understand
2006-09-16


Phyllis J. Rhodes
Oh! Where was this wonderful piece in about 1965 when Leslie Gore offended us with "It's My Party And I'll Cry If I Want To"
2006-09-16


Rob Graber
So you already were weaving words into silken affairs!
2006-09-15


keith nunes
something positive out of something negative. well done! keep it going
2006-09-15



Once a poet, always a poet. Once a romantic hero, always a romantic hero. And if this is foolishness, then it is of a wonderful kind!
2006-09-15


Kathy Lockhart
Your inspiration started long ago with a broken heart. Now you are the lastromantichero. You write beautiful romantic poetry but your talent isn't limited there. No, your capabilities are wide and enormous! You are a gifted writer who not only writes from your heart but from you mind as well. And, oh what a great mind that you have. I enjoy your writings so. I am in awe of your talent, kind sir. xx kathy
2006-09-15


Zainab
though it is very sad but great work!
^^
2006-09-15


Chris Fernie
Dear M.A.,

I love your love poetry; you wear your heart on your sleeve but you have a great heart! Keep up the good work!

Cheers,

Chris
2006-09-15