He’d seen the old photo
Alone on the table,
The remains of the boot sale
And was struck by the likeness,
The image of Mable.
Old memories evoked,
He paid the few pennies
As he yearned for his lost love,
His raven haired beauty
Who had melted his heart
And gave his life meaning.
Who had leapt from the bridge
And left his heart weeping.
His heart full of sorrow
He stood on the bridge
That spanned the great river
And deep in his heart he knew
He had so much to give her.
As he leapt from the bridge
He could feel himself falling
Yet no fear did he feel
As he heard his love calling
And reunited they were
In that watery deep
Where life is eternal
And love never sleeps.
Anna :o]
20 comments:
The reunion of a sacred bond is as magical as meeting the higher power. This is touching, yields a message eternal, long to be sung, long to be followed.
Lovely!
Thanks!
An old, old story, beautifully told
Best wishes, Isabel
...ah, bitter-sweet communion... great write.
Brightest blessings.
~Kelvin
Lovely, Anna, but so sad!
Lovely writing and very real.
Is there a moment, I wonder, just before the end, when regret steps in? Too late!
Oh no.. Not what I wanted to hear, but true enough as it does happen. Left me a bit unsettled...
yikes- so sad, Well told.
Such a sad, ironic end to a life.
A love tragedy written beautifully!
Darkly romantic. =)
Thanks for your kind comments folks.
Jabblog ~ possible regret and too late. I am sure this will happen.
Anna :o]
Reads like a myth. Beautiful!
Such a tragic story but there is a sense of hope too, that they will be reunited in death. I love the intensity, the desperation
Thanks Tumblewords and mindlovemisery.
Anna :o]
united once again! love never dies!
Gripping last line. And yes, she does look like a Mabel!
Thanks Everyday Goddess and Tess.
Tess ~ Cripes, I have just realised I have spelt Mabel as in table!
Also first week ever I have not had the opportunity - as in time - to read all the Mags - so sorry foks!
Anna :o]
wow.
inventive story.
well put.
share 1 to 3 poems with poetry potluck week 41 today.
your poem is my favorite of all the ones i have read for this prompt. sad, but a beautiful love story. ♥ dani
Thanks Poetry Potluck and Dani
Anna :o]
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