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Smuttered Love

by Anne Engelen

It’s an art to live life

without any expectations

It’s human to build up hopes so high

Disappointments, the reminders of life’s lessons

are too often reasons to make one cry

 

My world collapsed when a brutal wind

blew down my card house of dreams

taking my love on its swift wings

Creating turbulent waves

on my pond of peaceful existence

 

I ran like crazy to catch my love

which like a hat caught by this stormy wind

started the wildest flight

I caught it, but lost grip again

Saw my love roll over broken up streets

and through pebbles of desperate shed tears

 

Finally,

even the wind got tired

of this useless game

I picked up love

all smuttered and wet

 

It never was the same!

01/13/2003

Author's Note: Inspired by JD's "Fidelity"

Posted on 01/13/2003
Copyright © 2025 Anne Engelen

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charles J Hannan on 01/14/03 at 06:48 AM

Wow Anne.....simply wonderful!...this comes alive with explosion!....MUAHS!!

Posted by Kate Demeree on 01/14/03 at 09:56 AM

*softly smiling* that you would pick it back up to begin with shows what heart you have, and no I don't suppose it would be the same... for all things change. Yet, sometimes change is good. Beautiful poetry my friend!

Posted by Melissa Arel on 01/14/03 at 11:22 PM

"My world collapsed when a brutal wind/blew down my card house of dreams" sincere words from a sincere spirit.. great imagery and description - wonderful :)

Posted by Vimal Rony on 01/15/03 at 10:13 AM

beautifully painted with words.While reading this it was more like watching a beautiful movie in my mind's screen.Well directed and scripted Anne.

Posted by Ken Harnisch on 01/15/03 at 04:00 PM

Smuttered...is smashing! and you and I, who have discussed word origins before, now find a delicious one of your own device to chew over..and a grand poem to contemplate as well

Posted by JD Clay on 01/23/03 at 05:10 AM

Smitten or smuttered, it all feels the same in the face of a storm. You have take the term ride the wind to news heights with this superb verse Anne. Great last line to sum it all up. You are an Angel. Peace...

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