So she sat with thoughts entwined
between the limbs of trees and
the tangled limbs of his and hers,
in this forest full of tall green pine.

Here and there the sun would brake
and spin a beam of sparkling light
to spear down at lightening speed -
less time than Eros' arrow would take

To spear a heart and quickly shackle
the heart to a dream or to fascination.
E'en before a virgin's mind would wake
from Love's nectar's intoxication.

The realisation she had found
released some tears and several sobs
muted greatly by falling cones
thumping to the earthen ground

A modern girl with broken heart
who'd seen the bold mendacity
of her lover's cyber conversations
that broke every one of her expectations...

boundaries, trusts, call them what you will.
And caught, he at once entreated
for her to stay as he loved her still:
but alone here she'd rather be thus seated...

Until all these safe tall pines
send her their strength and resolution.
Then she'll sigh and return to life
freeing herself from his diminution.

© Griffonner 2022

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Written on 2022-07-25 at 12:19

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Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
A place where i would also like to sit for a while and rest and refresh myself.

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is really brilliant. The juxtaposition of the falling cones and broken heart works so well. I know quite a few ladies under that tree.

jim The PoetBay support member heart!
There are so many images to appreciate, Allen, and the evolution of the poem seem to make it an exploration. I felt the depth and purpose of it.

The second stanza is so vivid and unique, crystalline.

D G Moody
If I may say, an excellent poem. I particularly liked the way you've married a modern form of betrayal to an ageless style.

Bravo Allen