The Test

Love is such a light affair,
Wonder pain,
And sunshine air.
Somehow seems like a toy,
Somehow brings little joy,
Laughter eyes, and moment’s time,
Some buy love,
A dollar, dime,
Somehow seems far away,
Long ago, another day.
Sure I'm not of you or me,
Sure of beauty, land, the sea.
Ask me why of life and love,
Tell me when a turtle dove.
Answer only times of fate,
Somehow love must turn to hate.
Makes you feel, wonder, why?
Makes you laugh, makes you cry.
Time is flowing, down it curves,
Hollow sounds of twisting nerves.
What for who and why for when?
Somehow love will come again.
Wonder whom a summer song,
Wonder love - Lasts how long?
Tell me days, tell me years,
Cry me sorrow, cry me tears.
Leave me lonely, leave me dry,
Never answer, never cry.
Somehow to the wind the same,
Winters cold to bring the name,
None of life, and love to be,
Coming here - Can you see?
Knocking here at your door?
Shadows cast from up the floor;
Time is flowing, going fast,
Love now comes to flee the last.
Night of day, and day of night,
Crying sounds throughout the night.
Time has come, you take the test!
Last of life, you lay to rest.
Somehow you have passed the test

by Sandra Osborne

Comments (6)

Don't mind at all and I like your ideas, especially 'Crying Sound shrill with fright', instead of my line. I was never really satisfied with it. Thank you always, and always feel free to suggest, critique and comment. That is how we grow.
Night of day, and day of night, Crying sounds throughout the night. (Crying Sound shrill with fright) maybe? ? Time has come, you take the test! (somehow you persued your quest) Last of life, you lay to rest. Somehow you have passed the test(Knowing you have passed the test) just an idea thats all. Hope you don't mind Love this poem. thats why I have written a suggestion at the end. Hugs Jan
Am flabbergasted and at the same time wrestling for answers to the questions this poem filled me with to my utter brink. The prevalent ambiguity and uncertainty is unsettling.Nice work.
Allan, it grew awhile back, but you helped nurture it. And thank you Theodora too, you're the best. Thank You! .
Sandra this is a great piece of art, a wonderful positive poem just what we talked about, was it just born or did you have to grow it With a warmth allan
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