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Just Before We Met (A Love Song in Terza Rima Key of C)

10 Mar

Ignoring your past, being born anew,

in replica of lake’s new fallen snow,

 from my heart, I dreamed. Was it untrue?

 

 

Whizzing through the clouds, passing through rain drops

as crystal hail, sputtering and bouncing off my umbrella;

splattering above my shoes, on wet sidewalk.

 

 

How could I have caught you with all my faults?

 I stretched out open palms to break your fall;

stinging hands, melting, absorbed into salt.

 

 

I dropped you. I almost had you in flight.            

I go by the place where you had fallen;

to introduce myself, for that lost night.

 

 

To say that we both come from the same place,

from the same space, just before we met.

 

     Written with clenched hands in spring clouds.

Seeking what I had lost;

 miss-understanding the meaning of love

 —as just a common heart, that is always lost.

 

 

Edit8: This is ,a revision dob 2013 piece …in an attempt to write in “terza rima”, w/ a twist on-line 14 and an epilogue, oops! 😊

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22 Comments

Posted by on March 10, 2018 in Experimental, ignorance, Life, Love, Poetry, Robert Frost, Zen

 

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22 responses to “Just Before We Met (A Love Song in Terza Rima Key of C)

  1. Rall

    March 13, 2018 at 6:49 pm

    Truth comes at the end. Beautiful poem..

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  2. magicalmysticalteacher

    March 12, 2018 at 10:49 pm

    It’s true isn’t it, that we never know what we have until we lose it?

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  3. Susie Clevenger (@wingsobutterfly)

    March 12, 2018 at 6:24 pm

    Oh the melancholy of what a soul misses is so prevalent in this. I know I have gone through periods of this.

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  4. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES

    March 12, 2018 at 4:54 pm

    A lover or a bird loved? I love the vulnerability and ambiguity.

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  5. Neeraj Khanka

    March 12, 2018 at 1:10 pm

    This is beautiful ZQ and the conclusion so true…

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  6. dsnake1

    March 12, 2018 at 1:54 am

    sometimes we wonder the paths we missed are any much better.?

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  7. thotpurge

    March 11, 2018 at 10:09 pm

    Written with clenched hands in spring clouds…. love that line! Beautiful!

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  8. purplepeninportland

    March 11, 2018 at 10:08 pm

    What gorgeous writing!

    ‘Written with clenched hands in spring clouds.
    Seeking what I had lost;
    miss-understanding the meaning of love
    —as just a common heart, that is always lost.

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  9. Mary

    March 11, 2018 at 9:52 pm

    ZQ, I meant!

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  10. Mary

    March 11, 2018 at 9:52 pm

    These really are thought provoking, ZA. And tinged with sadness of recollection.

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  11. scotthastiepoet

    March 11, 2018 at 7:49 pm

    This is powerful and telling and there is so much truth in your closing two lines – no more, no less – you really nail it here…

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  12. Robert

    March 11, 2018 at 7:05 pm

    wonderful write… tinged with a sadness that was oh so real

    Like

     
  13. Rosemary Nissen-Wade

    March 11, 2018 at 7:02 pm

    I like this very much – and I think perhaps I like the epilogue best of all.

    Liked by 1 person

     
  14. divalounger

    March 11, 2018 at 6:44 pm

    This speaks of such sadness. The roads not taken in life–such a beautiful write!

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  15. Truedessa

    March 11, 2018 at 6:29 pm

    How could I have caught you with all my faults?
    I stretched out open palms to break your fall;

    We all have faults, but still others see the good in us 🙂

    I think of spring as a time to be reborn…letting go…planting new seeds…

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  16. dabrnone

    March 11, 2018 at 5:56 pm

    Simply beautiful!

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  17. sanaarizvi

    March 11, 2018 at 2:57 pm

    I love this especially; “How could I have caught you with all my faults? I stretched out open palms to break your fall;stinging hands, melting, absorbed into salt.” Beautifully eloquent 💖

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  18. Sherry Marr

    March 11, 2018 at 2:50 pm

    Oh so sad, the almost-catching, and the inevitable falling. Ouch. Beautifully written. And a formidable form. Bravo!

    Liked by 1 person

     
  19. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    March 11, 2018 at 1:19 pm

    This is so strong with sorrow of what’s lost… sometimes I also wish that I could unwind my past.

    Liked by 1 person

     
  20. gillena

    March 11, 2018 at 12:51 pm

    Have never written in that form; but luv your version of it
    Happy Sunday ZQ

    much love…

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  21. Donna@LivingFromHappiness

    March 11, 2018 at 12:34 pm

    Oh this touched me….a lost love…two hearts not quite able to be in sync….

    ‘How could I have caught you with all my faults?
    I stretched out open palms to break your fall;
    stinging hands, melting, absorbed into salt.’

    Liked by 1 person

     
  22. Zee Crimmins

    March 10, 2018 at 10:52 pm

    🙂

    Liked by 1 person

     

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