Once Did Love

Spoke to him the idle man

now sits alone a bar stool

seems becomes his friend.

All the others know the fool.


Once inside were a sweet dream,

a violin concerto plays his memory

soft her smile, serene did seem

a minute, together a forever melody.


If only then had he known today

might she have weathered the storm

ahead sensing his unraveling way.

Without explanation he lost form.


With no one looking the fool might cry

For then more simply it is a time to die.

©️ Thom Amundsen 8/2021

3 responses to “Once Did Love”

  1. I hope it would not go far as written in the end. But this is an awesome poem and I love it! 😇

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    1. Thank you, the end is figurative and a fictional speaker. I appreciate that.

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      1. You are welcome! Oh, I see. Well, I get it now. Anyway, thank you for the great poem! 😊

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