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Just So

Upon a winter-worn step I sat
The concrete chipping slightly
Snow falling lightly round me
I pondered life’s deep mysteries
And thoughts of love reached my deep mind
And I heard it speak to me

My dear child
Why do you beacon me?

Why grand one
I must know...
What be your rhyme
What be your reason
Why are you this way?

My child, o my child
I carry no rhyme
I hold no reason
For things are just so
There needn’t be reason to everything

But love you see...
I must know why
You are so cruel
But yet so kind
So unfair
Yet so giving
Things cannot be just so
For the world deserves explanation

Then Love scoffed at me
And spoke but once more

My child, o my child
I am this way because I am Love
Were there a better explanation
I would give it
But there is none
For things are just so

Then Love turned
And sped away
Into the frosty air

I cried out
In utter sorrow
To beg it back
To my step

But Love...
I understand no more
Than whence I took my seat
And brought you to my mind

But love heard me not
For all that remained of love that day
Were no more than the words
For things are just so
Alive as no more than a whisper on the wind

Later in time
On that same step
Many philosophers sat
Trying their best
To speak to love
Yet hearing not but that whisper
For things are just so

And so love remains a mystery
Perhaps never to be solved
But as I sit
Upon this step
I can’t help but be
So fondly reminded
Of that winter day
On which I spoke
With love itself

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  • Kovop the Great
    February 7, 2009

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    Probably one of the best poems I've ever read on here. I love the apostrophe to Love and love, it is so beautiful the way you portray love as a paradox. The "step" on which you sit refers to being in the presence of Love or attempting to understand it, and I love the rhetorical questions you have in the first few stanzas.

    You are very talented

    language: 4, rhythm: 5, subject: 5, tone: 4, form: 5.


    • Sarah Under Water
      February 11, 2009
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      Thank you so much! It's good to have people that understand the deeper points of my poetry. It means a lot to get such high praise and I deeply appreciate your comment.

      Thanks again
      Sarah


  • Dr. POGO
    February 7, 2009

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    I find it hard to believe that I'm the first one to comment on such a wonderful poem. It was exactly what I was thinking... How can the sweetest things in life be so... sour. And sayin', "it's life" ain't any good to be the reason. Hah, mystery, mystery, mystery. Just like all, I'd love to know why because it's killing me to want to think about it day 'n' night.
    Anyways, great work. I liked how it flew together.


    • Sarah Under Water
      February 11, 2009
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      Thank you! This is definitely one of my better poems, and I am so glad that you enjoyed it. I have read through it enough to know it by heart and I am always thinking about how to change it. It's good to know that I was able to portray love so well.

      Thanks again
      Sarah