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FIRST THINGS FIRST
TOO LATE
(I FEEL FOR YOU)
I hope it's not too late for you
I feel the pain you’re going through
Sometimes you really have no clue
The hoops those clowns project at you
You paint your face but you’re still blue
These are the things I feel for you
If I were twenty-five oh yeah
With ice-blue eyes and auburn hair
If I could only be your man
I’d never ever let you down
These are the things I feel for you
I wish that you felt ten-feet tall
Then maybe you could scale that wall
It’s no consolation to you
But don’t you know I’ve been there too…
Honey, if I were but 25, it would be only you in my life.
ReplyDeleteLovely and well written.
love-bd
Thanks bd, I love your poetry too!
ReplyDeleteA poem from the soul. Excellent.
ReplyDeletewhy is it we never have that foresight when we are young and beautiful????
ReplyDeleteits so pure !! so much full of soul ... :) loved this one ...
ReplyDelete"...ice-blue eyes and auburn hair..."
ReplyDeleteThis describes my hubby - he's the one who lifted me out of despair and misery!
Wonderful thoughts - beautiful poem!
So do we start going out together?
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book of myth or reality?
Aw, this is great! If only...
ReplyDelete"The hoops those clowns project at you
ReplyDeleteYou paint your face but you’re still blue"
Love these lines
What a wonderfully empathic poem.
ReplyDelete"You paint your face but you’re still blue." How true this line is! Make-up is such an effective mask, or at least, we hope it is.
ReplyDeleteI really like this poem!
execllent! I love your poem on LATE.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you for the suggestion you left on the comment of my post. I will do just that - upload a holiday tour and leave a comment where I'd put the link ;)
Aloha,
Liza
Liza's Eyeview and A Maui Blog
"You paint your face but you’re still blue." This is such a powerful line. Very well written piece.
ReplyDeleteI like this very much. I'm glad you don't feel constrained to exact rhymes. The few slightly inexact ones add to the feeling of sincerity in this well constructed poem.
ReplyDeleteThe ice-blue eyes and aubern hair should ensure a life with NO heartbreaks!
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ReplyDeleteenjoyed very much
(here from Sun. Scribs)
great interp for 'late'. my fav line is: The hoops those clowns project at you /You paint your face but you’re still blue
ReplyDeleteThanks Anthony!
ReplyDeletePaisley, Hi Jodi, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and I think that we are still beautiful, old as we are therefore we are. I think...
Thanks Pretty me!!
ReplyDeleteHi Bobbi, perhaps it's those ice-blue eyes!
Hi Gautami, Anytime, your place or mine?
ReplyDeleteHi Sue at Tumblewords, If only... nothing more to be said!
Hi Watermaid, thanks!
ReplyDeleteHi Linda, I think that's my favorite line too...
Hi Liza, hope you can post it now...
ReplyDeleteBJ Roan, many thanks!
Thanks Granny, I try not constrain myself (if that makes sense).
ReplyDeleteHi Rinkly Rhymes, anything to stay away from heartbreak hotel...
Thanks Gel!
ReplyDeleteHi Floreta, hope you're not snowed in!
Wow, touching and so true.
ReplyDeleteThanks Noelle, my heart goes out to people, sometimes.
ReplyDeleteThis is sooooooooo cool!!
ReplyDeletegreat words...
i actually thought it would be a great song...
i like this one. i'm not twenty-five, but i identify...
ReplyDeleteHi Nairobi, I sing this one to myself all the time!
ReplyDeleteHi ASP, it must be the empathy leaking out all over the place.