Lovers Came Too Easy

Lovers Came Too Easy
Raymond Weaver- May 8, 1998

Lovers came too easy, then,
in the days of my noon.
Aphrodite’s favored child,
arrogant as a peacock,
I cared not for love
as a field to be nurtured,
only to be reaped.
In my days of abundance,
Wisdom came late,
and twilight finds my heart’s
purse a desert-
empty, forbidding, cold.

But still! I have known Eden,
so dreams must suffice.

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About elrondsilvermaul

I never know what to say about myself. I let what I write try to speak as to who I am. I can only add, here, that I am 72, live in a nursing home, am twenty years a cancer survivor, and identify as a gay male. I intend to use this blog as storage for poems? written over the long years (and still being written). This does not preclude other uses.
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