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Requited Kiss

by George Hoerner

a requited kiss
turns my head
in ovals
my heart beats
in ten ten time
my feet skip trip
and land right side

like an old mirror
calling so many
images of the past

fresh enough in the mind
to taste your lips
the chemistry was so potent
but only in one

and your name
flashes an image
so bright that i see
and also feel
your arms and lips

it was 1954/5
and you were
lady mac beth
and i the old man

it was english
my worst class ever
when you
said those words

do you remember?
i do and will take
them to my grave

you gave me
something i know
can never be understood
only felt
that many call

as we ‘mature’
in life we
become sedate
hold feelings
in check

keep our
in check
it shows my
inability to

oh, i made a living
raised children
played the game
except for those
i was closest too

those few
all too few
from the early
20’s thru 40’s
after which
my soul died

imagine walking
35+ years
with no soul
only a face
with a meaningless
image on the front
of this head


Author's Note: Not sure I'm done.

Posted on 01/17/2017
Copyright © 2024 George Hoerner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/17/17 at 03:25 AM

Not sure I fully understand the last stanza, George, but I like the sentiment expressed throughout. Although very personal, still relateable as for its emotion.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/17/17 at 02:59 PM

George I know fully what you mean, and what the love you had in the past if not the present means to you, and I do not see you or could ever conceive of you lacking soul at anytime in your existence. Your odes prove such over and over, that you have an abundance of soul, my brother, enough to feed the soulless flocks that gather to read year after year and well into infinity.

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