she was so patient with him –
he was not her first choice,
but a wise one, so she waited
for the spark to ignite a deep
passion to carry her through
the years – but it never came
because some things
can never be forced
- Written for dVerse Quadrille #19 where we had to incorporate the word "spark" in a poem of exactly 44 lines. Feel free to join in on the fun.
Awwwww. This is so sad...and makes me wonder if he felt the same way, or was an unrequited tragedy.
ReplyDeleteAwww... I can relate to this. The waiting can be a painful journey. *sigh*
ReplyDeleteI would rather not relate to this, but I do. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteA sad situation to settle without the spark.
ReplyDeleteThis so tragic.. and I guess it will be without spark... a small warmth at best... yet it's hard to burn as well.
ReplyDeleteSo sad. A counterpoint to my poem...and I think that is one of the beauties of poetry is that so many sides of the same issue are expressed by different poets.
ReplyDeleteThis is soo tragic :( yes some things can definitely not be forced upon...
ReplyDeleteSometimes the steady flame is okay--it lasts so much longer than the spark and is less likely to go out. From my perspective (an older one) love does grow through the years.
ReplyDeleteAlthough with flint one might be able to force a spark, it is not as easy with people.
ReplyDeleteI like this as a snapshot of someone's reality..your extended phrase gives a feeling of patience over years.
ReplyDeleteChemistry..
ReplyDeletethe pArt
of human
that is god given
as nature and feels
what's correct
innately..
instinctually..
and intuitively
for what works best..
logic..
often
a friend
of misery and pain..
wHeRE Love fails to reign..
and that's why
societies
that fail
to free
spiral
down
away
from imagination
and creativity as well
as producing something
new and greater than before..
it stARts
with
Chemistry
as God given Nature..
inheritance.. a gift of Free..:)
Sad but true.
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