“After taking several readings, I’m surprised to find my mind still fairly sound.” Willie Nelson
Yikes! When examined, a year is a mighty short cycle, and summer may be the shortest joy. Good, good.
The summer of love and lust, the autumn of the fall of pride. Well done.
Brief but intense, as some loves are. I love the linking of the timeline with the seasons.
Luv that three distinct phases and a progression, can be identifed in your poem RobertMuch🌼love
Summer love can be so bittersweet.
Wow. So much told in such few words. Sad but great writing!
So sad when those summer romances go cold. What is it "they" say. Pride goeth before a fall. :-)
Almost a novel in verse, here. Nicely described.
A love affair over so quickly is not so easily forgotten and years later still niggles the back of your mind...or at least does mine!
Until we crumbledUpon the stepsOf pride's tombIt could not be plain sailing of fun. Kinks showed in between. It was only natural!Hank
At least you managed three seasons, Robert, and one of them was a summer of lust and love. Shame you had no one to cuddle up to in winter.
"crumbling on the steps of pride's tomb" ... what a fantastic phrase!
Thank you IndyBev
I think pride has killed way more relationships than anything else...
well worded!
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Yikes! When examined, a year is a mighty short cycle, and summer may be the shortest joy. Good, good.
ReplyDeleteThe summer of love and lust, the autumn of the fall of pride. Well done.
ReplyDeleteBrief but intense, as some loves are. I love the linking of the timeline with the seasons.
ReplyDeleteLuv that three distinct phases and a progression, can be identifed in your poem Robert
ReplyDeleteMuch🌼love
Summer love can be so bittersweet.
ReplyDeleteWow. So much told in such few words. Sad but great writing!
ReplyDeleteSo sad when those summer romances go cold. What is it "they" say. Pride goeth before a fall. :-)
ReplyDeleteAlmost a novel in verse, here. Nicely described.
ReplyDeleteA love affair over so quickly is not so easily forgotten and years later still niggles the back of your mind...or at least does mine!
ReplyDeleteUntil we crumbled
ReplyDeleteUpon the steps
Of pride's tomb
It could not be plain sailing of fun. Kinks showed in between. It was only natural!
Hank
At least you managed three seasons, Robert, and one of them was a summer of lust and love. Shame you had no one to cuddle up to in winter.
ReplyDelete"crumbling on the steps of pride's tomb" ... what a fantastic phrase!
ReplyDeleteThank you IndyBev
DeleteI think pride has killed way more relationships than anything else...
ReplyDeletewell worded!
ReplyDelete