Saturday, March 8, 2014

The Visa to England--By Jack Horne--England

The Visa to England

A quirk of fate (or punishment),
And years of love were thrown away;
You left my arms, removed your ring,
And, I, the fool, begged you to stay.
My heartfelt words had no effect;
Your lover called and off you ran;
Bereft, I wept, alone, confused:
You’d said I’d always be your man.
I curse the cruelest fluke that meant
You broke your vows and broke my heart;
Perhaps it’s fate: our love was doomed;
Or Eros laughed and aimed a dart.
But as the bitter tears subside,
I nod my head: our love has died.

Jack Horne enjoys reading and writing poetry.

14 comments:

  1. Hi, Jack, you define well the definition of love and its being a moment long and the lasting pain of desertion that can't be easily erased........ Sheri

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  2. Dear Jack,

    My friend you decribe well here the hurt and heartbreak when a relationship ends. The pain that lingers after can have lasting effects until one is able to move on. A very heartfelt written expression my friend.

    Love Sandra

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  3. Dear Jack,
    Many of the readers here will relate to the heartbreak expressed so eloquently in this poem. My heart goes out to you, but be assured the pain will lessen as time passes. As you know, I have experience with this as well. Sandra and I want to see you happy again. I do hope we can make that trip to the U.K. and finally meet "our little brother." Love you, Carolyn

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  4. Great, Jack... I can really feel it... Terry

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  5. Thank you, Jack Horne, for the following comment--

    could you also post my thanks to people for their kind comments on my poem

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  6. Dear Jack,

    Thank you for all the comments you sent today. Your ongoing support is greatly appreciated. Blessings to you my friend.

    Karen

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  7. Your poetic words capture the sadness and heartache you have endured. Love is suppose to be eternal and yet so many have been hurt. Love is not at fault, it is the people who are misguided. This precious gift is meant to be shared with family and friends and you will find it will fill your heart with abundance and happiness will evolve each day. Blessings always, Leokadia

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  8. Thank you for again sharing your talent in such poignant words. I felt the pain of an ended relationship. Thank goodness and hopefully the pain can end too. A well written poem.
    Charlene

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    1. A very sad heartfelt write. I do wish you well, been there so many times. best wishes Pete.

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  9. Thank you, Beth Winchcombe, for the following comment--

    I know Jack Horne and all he's been through. This poem of his relates his misery that he's endured and is still enduring. Please will you tell him as a comment, just how well he's described his feelings poetically. I love it Jack, and love you too. We've both written separate pieces for Whispers as well as our collaborative poems.

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  10. Thank you Jack for putting this one to paper. Perhaps she is a fool and in the future - you will be the prince.

    love you,
    Kathy

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  11. Thank you, Robert, Dufresne, for the following comment--

    This beauty of yours laid it on me, Jack. HIt me hard and fast. Wasn't expecting it. Smashing. England's got talent! Loved it Jack.

    Bob D.

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  12. Sad but enjoyable and real poem. Thanks for sharing, Jack. Continued blessings!

    -Maurice J. Reynolds, Owner / Editor
    TGBTG! Publications / Creative Inspirations
    www.tgbtgpublictions.com

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  13. Jack, I felt every word of that poem. What ever
    happened to--for better for worse for richer for poor.I wish you the best you could ever get out
    of this world. Mary

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