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Of Love Letters and Forbidden Chords

Of Love Letters and Forbidden Chords

One day the love letter came no more.
The postman did not knock,
Neither did a rush of excitement
reach the cheeks in that day of loss.
The birds stopped singing,
The bell stopped ringing
and the flowers wilted in the pot.
Clouds filled the air in that morn’s frost
and the heart –once beaming--is now unwanted
like the music’s forbidden chords.
What now?
Keep on living, I suppose,
Time comes when the pains finally pause
and a new bloom in the flowerpot grows.

--Bernadete vdw, ā€˜25
Ā 

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Bernadete van d...

…side to side and to & fro.
Good way to put it. Cheers mate!
Take care, Ā BĀ 

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Jac Tales

One's first love letters are always the best. Great Expectations! šŸ’•

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E.J. Waling

ā€˜and the heart –once beaming--is now unwanted’
Very powerful line. šŸ‘šŸ¼
Nice write āœļøĀ 
John

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Bernadete van d...

Much appreciated, Mr Etsell. Take good care of yourself, will you?Ā 
BernadeteĀ 

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Marion

I like Rory's commentĀ  here... indeed... and sometimes we don't get back up lol
Beautiful write x

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Lee Robbins

Beautiful. The first four lines especially so. šŸ–ŠļøšŸŒŗ

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Neville

Oh' what a mourning song .. to be read sadly and enjoyed anytime of day or night .. NevilleĀ 

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