Living with Regrets – A Poem
Next week I am going to see Dwight Yoakam in concert. I love Dwight for the way that he writes and sings of lost love in such a way that it makes me truly appreciate the love of my life. I’ve been thinking this week about a post on this topic, then today the Form for All lesson over at dVerse Poets Pub was a challenge to write Twitter poetry, in which each stanza is exactly 140 characters. It seemed like a good medium for my thoughts on Dwight’s music.
Living with Regrets
At the end of this long life
no one will regret that
their life wasn’t more like
a Dwight Yoakam song,
sad and lonelier, –
heartache filled.
1000 miles of misery
stem from pride,
love lost and heartache found
leaving that sweet face behind
watching clouds, engines roar
Knowing love will never return
feeling emptiness and loss
stems from neglect of love
not reaching out or being there-
Needing words of hope.
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Love the line “watching clouds, engines roar”
In the framework of Twitter’s 140-character stanzas, your ruminations on lost love and heartache find a musicality that matches the chords of a Dwight Yoakam song.
Thanks. It was a great prompt idea. I actually wanted to write a few more stanzas but didn’t have time that day. I may add to this sometime. Peace, Linda
That is so true regret will move mountains to feel love
before it’s too late…
the Dwight Yoakam song is in there somewhere for most of us… hopefully not at the end though
A great tribute to music.. that I apreciate more and more if it’s melancholic. Great use of the prompt…. (will see a lot of music this weekend, but probably mor uplifting)
I was never big on country music but I appreciate it a lot more now that I’m older… a lot of the words ring true. Nice writing here… and I agree, no one will regret their lives weren’t sad and lonelier, heartache filled. Very well said.
1000 miles of misery
stem from pride,
is a wicked true little verse inside your poem…and love will come, or it wont, but def not, if we give up hope…
it’s tough to lose someone we love…watching clouds, engines roar…tells a whole story… so sad and it’s good to have people that speak those words of hope in such moments..